All day long, do it like Tony Fuck her friend then I pass it to the big homie Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Big bank roll, do it like Tony Fuck her friend then I pass it to the big homie Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Well its that nigga that you call T-Raw Runnin' that money like Madoff Yea she gave that blow job then she get it laid off I ain't got no time hoe, stop blowing up my cell phone Sweatin' me like headbands, call that bitch Rondo I'm fresher than the Prom hoe, teach ya we don't fly coach Fuckin' but she act dumb, kick her out my condo Real G's, Last King, Young Money ballin' I give her a couple of shots and then she turn alcoholic Metaphorically or Rhetoric And I'm shittin' on your forehead 2 girls 1 cup... Yup We did it again Last King YMCMB I don't pay for bitches, bitches pay me All day long, do it like Tony Fuck her friend then I pass it to the big homie Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Big bank roll, do it like Tony Fuck her friend then I pass it to the big homie Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Uh, Knock knock, who the fuck is there? A sign on my dick that say, "bad bitches come in here" Make a freak whore, detour straight to my partna room and let him beat it like a keyboard All I do is dick 'em I don't tip 'em like a stripper man I got a ton of chicks under my belt like a zipper, yea Walk up in the club, pick 'em out and then I pick 'em off Pick 'em up and then knock em down and them I drop 'em off I'ma dog keep your girl from round my type of shit or she'll be milk box material And missing for the night man this shit is just that easy When your pockets sittin' right I turn my bed into a stage and let your girl rock on my mic All day long, do it like Tony Fuck her friend then I pass it to the big homie Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Big bank roll, do it like Tony Fuck her friend then I pass it to the big homie Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only

Bangladesh No Ceilings, motherfucker Uh-huh, all right Uh-huh, all right, uh Nice tires on the 'Ghini, you should wanna king me Brain-dead flow, vegetable, zucchini I live on the beach, she walk around in her bikini Girls are like school, and I cut 'em like seniors I'm here to distinguish the bears from the penguins Life is just a gap, get some money in between it Glocks like police, pumps like Finas This beat getting totaled, Pam, Keisha, Kima Sitting on the world, thinking 'bout a girl Pistol on my side, paint you like a mural Digged in my pocket, pulled out a party Be cool 'fore you get stomped and pulled out the party Hollygrove shit, I'm on my Hollygrove shit Looking for a bad bitch, I give her dinosaur dick Big, bad flow Weezy, fuck the polices Church, like a choir and a couple of old priestses Elevator in my crib 'cause it's five floors I'm not expecting you to have one inside yours Vince Young, suicide doors Life's a bitch, now die for her I have the type of flow niggas don't have to like My rhymes is ambidextrous so I don't have to write (oh, you ain't know?) The way I'm eating niggas wish they had my appetite Straight up out of Texas and I'm major like Applewhite I pour four then I hit the exit door ('bout to) Take a trip to Macy's cop the whole second floor (gimme that) Whores smell the scent of money coming out my pores (smell it?) Yeah my pockets full of dead people like a morgue, boy (haha) I made it from a flyer to the Forbes (see me?) Young Elvis Freshley, yes he flyer than the stork (damn) Dropping babies off in your chick's cheek (uh), kicks neat (fresh) Got your son looking up to me like I'm six feet (haha) Your daughter need someone to save her (what?), not me (nah) I'm knocking hoes down like Laila (who?) Ali (yeah) Try heat and I'mma put the toaster to your kidney (uh-huh) Then I pull off in a Bentley, top open like a chimney (goddamn) Yeah, it's No Ceilings, like a coliseum (No Ceilings) Candy slab, paint dripping like gonorrhea (that's nasty) The way I'm leaning, I'ma nod if I stand still (hold up) Flow harder than an anvil, Short Okay, it's Gudda, hoe, all about my Bills like Buffalo Your bitch under my sheets, I heard she was an undercover hoe Purple got me moving slow, like I'm in a snail race Pop-pop-pop, three shots to the head then I pick up my shell case Leave 'em with a pale face, yes, I am a young money goon Your girl like a motion picture, she gon' be coming soon I do her somethin' rude, I pop her like balloons I pass her off to Millz, then drop her off to Tune Couple screws lose, you don't want to play with him This is No Ceilings bitch, roofless like a stadium We shut down every fucking spot these bitches see us in You want us in your club? Well, nigga, pay us then All-grey BM, I'm getting it for my Baby M She told me get the money and count it for me when I rake it in Don't play noe games hoe, you know my name hoe G-U-D-D-A, propane flow

Would you, ooh? Would you, ooh? Hey, I know this might sound weird to say But would you love me if I ran away? (Away) I know you probably think I'm insane Ain't nothin' change but the pocket change (Pocket change) I know they gotta feel my pain (Feel it) I make them birds Lauryn Hill sang (Brr) And everywhere I go they know my name (And what you claim?) 'Cause I be reppin' gang gang (Gang gang) Posted with the gang gang (Gang gang) Pull up with the gang gang (Gang gang) Suit up with the gang gang (Gang gang) I be reppin' gang gang (Gang gang) I shoot with the gang gang (Gang gang) Bang with the gang gang (Gang gang) Ride out with the gang gang (Gang gang) Always rep' the gang gang Always rep' the gang, gang, gang, gang (Gang) Always rep' the gang, gang, gang, gang Whole lotta gang shit, gang, gang, gang (Gang) Whole lotta gang shit ay, gang, gang, gang, yeah She froze up when that ghost came (Ghost came) Big body rolls, it be hoggin' up both lanes (Both lanes) She lift her nose up when she want that cocaine (Cocaine) I lift my doors up the Lambo', take propane (Propane) After my show we put hoes in the chokehold (Chokehold) At the door, we take cell phones, no photos Money comin' in too much I can't hold, truckload I'm hot, I can't be trappin' in the streets, that what the plug for And all I want is nachos And all I want is Huncho (Huncho) Pulls strings like a banjo (Banjo) And the keys a piano (Piano) Take me back to the back door (Back door) I can see my foot on a door knob Make it back to the gang, that's the whole job Chop it up and just talk about what we got (Whatcha got? Whatcha got? Whatcha got?) Whippin' that Draco (Cold, brr) She said she love me But that's somethin' we'll never know (Never know) Honestly, that's somethin' I really wanna know (Wanna know) Ain't tryna waste my time, it's time to let you go (Let you go) And get back to that back end on the road I can't go out sad about a hoe (Hell no) Married to the money, I propose Always rep' the gang, gang, gang, gang Suit up with the gang gang Always rep' the gang, gang, gang, gang I be reppin' gang gang Whole lotta gang shit, gang, gang, gang Hit her with that gang gang Whole lotta gang shit, gang, gang, gang Always reppin' gang gang