the top Throw some money in the sky I just took over the block Move some keys on that bitch I just took over the block Move some keys on that bitch Yeah
mighta gotta go get you some Scooby Doo's La-dy Gotta throw on ya Scooby Doo's, those are shoes by the way You're so contagious, I can't take it Gotta throw on
It's Gucci, (It's Gucci) Burr! Soulja Boy Tell Em' It's Gucci, Flocka! Scott Storch, Gucci Mane, we back at it. So Icey. Yeahhhhh [Chorus:] We smokin
t register, don't trip, later on it will Shorty fulla 'drama' like Gangsta Grizillz I finally noticed it, it finally hit me Like Tina did Ike in the limo, it
my ass kicked, 'Cause I'm sippin' on some Gin, Sip, Sippin' on some Jack, Slip $60 in her panties with my number on the back 'Cause the proof is in the Kodak, The throw
I'ma ride until the chrome break Big heat'll turn your body to a cold case She don't even make it rain she just throw me face Got some niggas quick to
't forget your keys, I'm tellin' you it would be over No get back, no sorry, can't fix that, just over What if I was washin' and found some movie tickets
kicked it out of my hand, [Incomprehensible] Yo, a place where you niggas get it on And I think it evolved around three hundred racks and thirty stacks See I black on
and fill the bag All of a sudden - BOOM, shots from the back room It was a set up, dude yellin "Gettin' fed up!" Yo we bust out the back, dookie flyin outta my pants You got the keys
it's these tactics that he daily practice They gonna let you don't have it? Have it, runnin up you sons of bastards Blast it, we sons of assassins Match it
and an ass like Trina when I smack it it (Shake) and thats why I like it doggy style cos you can see that sh-t (Shake) neighbors hitting on the ceiling
chain and throw some ice on my smile It's all work and no play I?m out here punching that clock It's hustle mania out here grinding on the block I'm
ever pay rent They meet the Rich Boys Throw D's on that Bitch Lease on The Whip Beach on the weekend Hotel suite, room keys is a gift Dream of
not home No place to hide You're the finest soldier on their side You're still a soldier in your mind But nothing's on the line You say it's money
t ? for the money bags Like ? throwing dead presidents It's all good that you're living nice But when I get it all my n-ggas we gonna do it right [Chorus
my good luck charm? Lovin' you forever girl And never do I wanna go without my good luck charm Like a rabbit's foot on keys or some lucky dice All I
the girls with dreads Come on Flap your wings Come on Flap your wings From the girls got it good livin' in the suburbs Come on Flap your wings Come on