I Got Da Sack Now (feat. Key Glock) - Plies & Akon

Yeah, yeah Uh-huh Bah-bah, bah-bah (let the BandPlay) Everything a go, nigga, it's a green light (go) Everything a go, nigga, it's a green light (go, go) Everything a go, nigga, it's a green light (for real, though) Everything a go, baby, it's a green light (uh) I looked in my rearview, somethin' don't seem right (wait) I should drop the top, so I can let them see the ice (ha) I let her jump on and ride it like a Harley bike (yeah) Everything a go, nigga, it's a green light I'm on full but a nigga still hungry though (gimme that) Told my nigga, "Stack yo' paper, bitches come and go" (run it up) Bad bitch super ratchet when she on the road (hate to see it) He just got a dub, said he need 20 more (pull up) 80 bags of gas, I just got a box (yeah, yeah) Cut it open, take it straight to the block (yeah, yeah) Give me a weekend, I'ma turn it to a drop The type of nigga turn your sister house to the spot (trap) I'ma pay her bills and fuck her every now and then (uh) He need 30 of 'em, my country boy in town again (uh) She said she wanna fuck me bad, but this time with her friend (uh) He said he wanna join the gang, but I won't let 'em in (uh, the fuck) Everything a go, nigga, it's a green light (yeah) Everything a go, nigga, it's a green light (go, go) Everything a go, nigga, it's a green light (for real, though) Everything a go, baby, it's a green light (uh) I looked in my rearview, somethin' don't seem right (wait) I should drop the top, so I can let them see the ice (ha) I let her jump on and ride it like a Harley bike (yeah) Everything a go, nigga, it's a green light Yeah, everywhere I go (yeah) You know I got the thin', right? (Yeah, yeah) (you know) Everythin' froze, everythin' on me ice (yeah, yeah), yeah You know how it go, I drop a body before a dime, yeah Everybody know I still be fuckin' niggas' wives (yeah-yeah) Look, cold-hearted bastard (cold) South Memphis nigga, but my jewelry from Alaska (uh, uh) (bling) Fuckin' up the engine, drove the foreign like a NASCAR (uh, uh) (skrrt) Rollin' sticky-icky and I'm sippin' high like NASA, uh, yeah, I'm up That's a bird, it's a plane, nah, that's Glock with your main bitch I be makin' plays on top of plays like I ain't rich (yeah, yeah) I just had a talk with God, and gang about a couple shit (uh-huh) Never on no sucker shit (uh-huh), lately, I been on fuck shit Everything a go, nigga, it's a green light (yeah, yeah, yeah) (bitch) Everything a go, nigga, it's a green light (go) (yeah) Everything a go, nigga, it's a green light (bah) Everything a go, baby, it's a green light (uh) I looked in my rearview, somethin' don't seem right (wait) I should drop the top, so I can let them see the ice (ha) I let her jump on and ride it like a Harley bike (yeah) Everything a go, nigga, it's a green light (green light)

Ayy Shit gettin' real, yeah Voices in my head the devil tryna make a deal, yeah Angels on my right and I got demons to the left, yeah I'ma stand ten toes down nigga havin' no help, yeah It's a lot of rappers hatin' on me I can tell, yeah It's a lot of niggas want me dead but I ain't dead, yeah Glizzock in the building my nigga I know you smell me Yeah, jumped up in this rap game and I motherfuckin' rigged it On the paper route, mind your motherfuckin' business (Yeah) I get plenty (Guap) They askin' how it feel to be independent (Huh?) Bitch, that's a no-brainer I know you see it (Know you see it) I be ballin' on these niggas, they ain't got defense (Nah) Yeah, diamonds on my neck got your bitch seasick (Big rock) Yeah, and bitch, you know my name, you know I keep it (Big Glock) I just poured up a four in my Sprite remix (Remix) These niggas claim they drinkin' Act', Shit, they can keep it (Keep that shit) Yeah, Big Glock, he the shit, It ain't no secret (It ain't no secret, bitch) These niggas hate me, but they really wanna be me (Niggas wanna be me) I feel like MJ, I'm goin' for another three-peat Uh, yeah, bitch, I'm airborne, they can't see me Shit gettin' real, yeah Voices in my head, the devil tryna make a deal, yeah Angels on my right, and I got demons to the left, yeah I'ma stand ten toes down, nigga havin' no help, yeah It's a lot of rappers hatin' on me, I can tell, yeah It's a lot of niggas want me dead, but I ain't dead, yeah Glizzock in the building, my nigga, I know you smell me Yeah, jumped up in this rap game and I motherfuckin' rigged it On the paper route, mind your motherfuckin' business Yeah, young rich nigga still chillin' in the trenches, yeah Told my gang this summer it's gon' be a killing, yeah I had to tell some fuck niggas keep they distance, yeah I had to tell my bitches they can keep they feelings, yeah, huh To theyself Bitch, I'm tryna keep, keep, keep gettin' wealthy I had to fall off the bitch 'cause she was too messy Yeah, I had to fall off the bitch 'cause she was too messy Yeah, I just can't stop flexin' I'm 'bout to put some yellow diamonds in a Skydweller Gettin' tired of all my foreign cars, might get a box Chevy Ayy, I just checked my bank account And this shit gettin' serious, serious Shit gettin' real, yeah Voices in my head, the devil tryna make a deal, yeah Angels on my right, and I got demons to the left, yeah I'ma stand ten toes down, nigga havin' no help, yeah It's a lot of rappers hatin' on me, I can tell, yeah It's a lot of niggas want me dead, but I ain't dead, yeah Glizzock in the building, my nigga, I know you smell me Yeah, jumped up in this rap game and I motherfuckin' rigged it On the paper route, mind your motherfuckin' business

(Feat. Akon) Didnt tell ya im a ridah, ridah Rollin where the cash is Lemme rap to ya, put the chrome in the ad-libs Survivor On parollin the rap biz See they dont know i turn happy homes into stash cribs See everywhere i go, triple my work Flip five nickels, icicles, sit on my shirt Shit i be, Sittin ya turf, and gettin rid of my work I blast, it aint the past when they diggin up dirt See what u know about plates with weight from straight cuba, I-95 blowin on state troopers Takin dice money, just throwin tres dueces, im amazin Take ya soldiers and make juniors, And spray rugaz thatll injure ya health, im real Hit the bookie and give the benz to myself And my friends say im in it for dealt, well fuck it Im a survivor, who else cud i depend on for help? [Chrorus: Akon] No mattter where i go, or where i stay, dont do it then im gonna do it my way, (just keep on movin now, just to keep on movin now) I gotta get this cake and get it today, and im gonna keep comin if ya stand in my way (just keep on movin now, just to keep on movin now) Just ride wit me, ride wit ya boy And roll wit me, roll wit ya boy Chea, now u rollin wit 40 U rollin wit 40 Ima ridah, disrespect the traffic light A survior, known to hold the magnum tight Hyptnotize ya, hoe knew i attract the dykes, And make her go both ways like hazard lights I keep it movin, why u think i rap this nice? I got students, always give em fast advice How to: bag, slice, grab the dice, well come walk with me, ill get ya swagga right What u know about Willie and he crashed the bike Same night at Willies and the jag in white Its not rappin, its braggin rights While im laughin You in ya uncle benz like bags of rice, yikes [Chorus]