Got all my in the building with me Somebody call some pretty through Motivation -
I pop a I yo bitch Got you blowin up her phone while she suckin bone, hella thick She know I be gettin like I'm sellin bricks If you gone tell 'em you should tell 'em this Every time people grab me I ain't tell 'em shit Not a word, but my So they can run my and I'll be bailin quick I be rolling round in my town, southsider Don't throw hoe in that water, we won't save the bitch She might I'm gettin money now up with that pound Got a sad song on my hip I swear you wanna hear that sound okay Yellow rollie, bezzle, ooh my money on another level Yea - and my bitches gettin better I'm stackin paper got these haters gettin madder in they faces, I see they hatin Get in whip they bitches got my cd playin Money ain't a joke, and I ain't even I her to spend the night and I ain't even stayin Them tell me I'm too much, them haters tell me I'm too up Yea I'm out and I'm jeweled up Just three we aint gooned up We keep heat yeah that tucked Jeff. I done moved up Spin'n the block pull that up George f. I moved up Spend the block pull that up Handspring, I put the up I think I'm montana, ridin with the hammer Niggas on hating shit, I let 'em eat bananas Ak-47 perfect like a camera I point it at your homie leave 'em stinking a pamper Fuck what you drinkin, fuck what you This 40 hit yo homie leave that plankin I got a bitch she ride it just she jamaican Catch me M.I.A, I be with Haitians Yea, ha, catch me M.I.A I be with Haitians BH we in the mothafuckin Tony montana, montana, nigga - I know your bitch, I hit her the hammer We out, we in the mothafuckin MMG, WB