Look At The Style

Went to a party on Saturday night Lookin real cool and dressed just right Saved my money every week Just could not spend it on those fine chicks (Got) Gotta my car and (walked) in the door You know (just) what I was lookin' for Look at that blonde in the redskin tights Don't go with her she's the one that bites A fine, fine thing in a short short skirt She ain't attached and she likes to flirt A whole lotta woman is where it's at Hey now boys will you just look at that I don't know which way to turn Every way I look my eyeballs burn Short gals, tall gals skinny and fat Look at that, look at that, look at that, look at that See them twins in fishnet hose I'll take either one or both of those Sally over there still long and lean She's got the key to my lovin' machine All these girls are lookin' just right At a hip-shakin' party on a Saturday night

Look at the sky As you walk through life So the tears won't overflow your heart As you remember the spring day so bright On this lonely, lonely night Look at the sky When you walk through life See how the stars love when your tears flow As you remember the summer day so bright On this lonely, lonely night Happiness may seem just out of sight Beyond the clouds, try as we might Look at the sky When you walk through life So the tears won't overflow your heart As we cry our way down the street On this lonely, lonely night As you remember autumn days so bright On this lonely, lonely night Sadness is something we find all too soon There in the stars and the shadow of the moon Look at the sky When you walk through life So the tears won't overflow your heart As we cry in our winter days On this lonely, lonely night On this lonely, lonely night Look at the sky when you Walk through life On this lonely night

[Chorus] Look at the grill [4x] [2x] This for my niggaz with the bank roles (look at the grill on my pimp mobile) This for my niggaz with the pretty cars (look at the grill on my pimp mobile) This for my niggaz who got all the hoes (look at the grill on my pimp mobile) This for my niggaz who don't give a fuck (look at the grill on my pimp mobile) [T.I.] (Hey! Grand hustle Bad Boy south lets ride nigga) Chevy super clean, two or three screens Watch a nigga be to the left I lean 50 karats in the crown, niggaz no more sceam Just to let you sucker niggaz know I'm the king This green I smoke we call it drow Its dead-liest from memphis Tenn You see my folk we ain't no joke Don't turn this into a murder scene I'm paranoid, tone misquoted Should not since my early teens But I'm drop that note, grab me under sixteen You can bring all the niggaz you want to bring Hey! I thought you were running things All you did was run the screens Must be out his mind thinking' the steel won't touch him See it on the bush let it burn like Usher Click, click, bang you can end the discussion Ain't shit sweet cause I seen you unpleasant I steal would spray broad day ain't nothing The lilac one AK doing something I'm immuned to the drama Act a fool if you wanna Lean in my pocket, 40 calb by the stomach He acting' like he want it, I'm show a nigga somethin Somebody phinna to have put (##*^%) I don't tolerate suckas who be trying me Take a special kind of nigga to defies me Similar to 8ball and MJG been coming that hard since 93 Niggaz know, ain't no out shinning me I've been the G you're trying' to be I mob with gorillas, squaders and robbers And killers true niggaz gonna ride me [Chorus (2x)] [Twista] Take a look at my wheels, rolling through the south Still spinning and I'm still smoking heavy Look at both of my grills, my motherfucking mouth Looking just like the rims on the chevy Pimp twist I'm a playa still, ballin' in the game come major bills Come and take a trip with me to hater Ville On some 24 omegas and gator grill Fuck a twist. fuck you bitch I don't really wanna have to bust you bitch Roman gold shine so hard Niggaz out here know they can't touch that shit I don't trip, niggaz pull up I be lookin' proud when I bust that dutch Specially when I look at the mac in the black Cadillac And the bubbles in the hummer truck When you see a nigga cruise through Niggaz try to jack you and loose my coop is by the kennel wheels Mother fucker wanna take my style Cause niggaz out here know I'm only fucking with the bonnet grills And the haters wanna see me fall How can I let y'all niggaz play me Shited on their good then I pull up From my vehicle while bumpin' 8 Ball MJG Twista bitch and I from the shy With my memphis connect and I ain't going' lie We be specializing in and up coming with dope shit And pulling up in cool whips that's fly Still drink, still blow, then I creep through the hood real slow While I bump kamikaze shit, while I scream look at my grill hoe [Chorus (2x)] [8ball] Old grill smile, wiling out up in the VIP The club close at five 'o'clock, we pulling up around three Wood grain wheel gripping, Cinderella sipping I like my jewelry golden like a piece of fried chicken Money players is demon like I'm willy beaming Like a bitch that practice sucking dick and drinking semen She sceaming dreaming, wishing she can be my number one Forever young, mama I just wanna' to have some fun [MJG] Don't try to ever take my cash from me You mine as well, jump of a cliff you fucking crash dummy Like that's my last money This for my niggaz who be bussin' back to perpetrators We don't discriminate, we'll hurt now hurt you later But I ain't worried, I smoke one on you fucking haters And I'm hidding gators on the refrigerator Down south memphis Tenn. pimpin' gotta rep it The third I did, that nigga rugg, boy that nigga pimpin [Chorus (2x)]