[Chorus x4] Girls jock me You cant knock me We ghetto ballin My real thugs got me UNNGGHHHHHHHHH! [Verse 1: Master P] Love money
hate haters 10 years later
still gettin paper Put 20 s on the big wheel It s Univeral now Just signed a big deal Party at the spot
come ball wit me And if you aint a real Don Stop calling me It aint about what you got Its who you are My only bad habits are icey cars Open up my mouth
didnt mean to blind ya Take you to (?) just to wine and dine ya You wanna make music girl look me up And if your girlfriends cute boo Hook me up
get your drank on I got the tab
we dont speak on nuttin That we really dont have I told you it was a bentley That was pickin you up Moet and Cristal
we be mixin it up Cuz
I m the player made it cool to be Only run with the realest Thats just business and money Call me the big dog
yall the little cats You aint a true hustler unless you lose it And get it back [Chorus 4x] [Verse 2: Lil Romeo] Ok
we dont rent or lease We do cars(Ya heard?) Compare us to yall whodi
dont try I got nine houses
eight cars Take my little sister to Mattel to get toys I bet we have how much? Thats only mine And that frank limo cost sixty-five Geeez
Oooh Wee
now why little boys wanna hate on me? We rock Grade A (?) to cubian stones The only thing glowing is the ice on my arm When I hit the playground
its time to go in I made my first million at the age of ten I love the girls
cuz the girls love me You cant pick up a magazine without seein me Six Flags
or the mall where you find me at I could buy what I want I need a whodi check
Uh! [Chorus 4x] [Verse 3: Silkk] We keep it real
we dont lie We comin at you
look look We dont try So they heard I was the best in the south She said I dont wanna be with you I just wanna test you out" I said Ma you gotta know fast Look
I dont have to touch you But tomorrow you gon have to bail like Usher She said
what I m gon do after this I said nothin
cuz there aint nothin after sex Look
Ma
I m the best there aint nothin after me TRU player for real
ask Master P I can get you the finer things Designer names
designer things Talkin bout diamond rings Hit the mall up
to armonte exchange You with that climb the range Look
I m a baller Ma
just my extra game Doctor feelgood
minus the pain If you married
you aint gotta hide your ring I know you get boys sometimes Come on
try some things If we get high in New Orleans We can fly to Maine Learn some new languages We can fly to Spain Look at what my ring say Now thats a hell of a ring I said
no V-P in Rome Thats a hell of a team And yo
I ll do us
thats a hell of a dream And if I say so my self
No Limit Thats a hell of a thing
Holla! [Chorus 4x] |
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