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Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it I bounce in the club so the ho's call me Rocky, Posted in the cut, and I'm lookin for a blockhead, Yup in my white tee! I break a bitch back, And I keep a big bank, oh I think dey like dat! Before I leave the house, i'm slizzard on a goose, And i'm higher then a plane, so a nigga really loose, And I can lean wit it, and I can rock wit it, And if u gotta friend, she gotta suck a cock wit it! Ay gon n rock wit it, gon n lean wit it, Rock so damn hard, u break your spleen wit it, Pull up ya jeans wit it, smoke some green wit it, N da spot aint crunk? bitch if we ain't in it? If u dont wanna do it, then i'll make ya dance, Perfect example watch me make your face beat up my hands, When you see me hit the spot, betta watch dat boy, Chalay, from the road and Dem Franchize Boyz! Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Ain't too clean to wanna pop lock from left to right and make a lean, Bobbin to da beat, check my feet, he ain't got these! I rock them, bend my knees everytime the beat drop lean wit it, Rock wit it, freeze before yo fingers pop Purple lean, purple, green, grams in my socks What the f**k you mean u ain't seen Buddie on tha block?! They call me Doctor Doc, I prescribe what a nigga need Make 'em lean and rock, old school people pat ya feet Young Pimpin in tha club, see dem hoes tryna act up Cause the see my chain and a nigga throwin dem stacks up I keep a full clip and my pistol in my pants, I'm in da middle of da flo, they screamin "nigga do yo dance" Now you can roll yo arms, and just put 'em in rotation From side to side and snap yo fingaz like dem Temptaions Boy I'm all outta state doin the dance, they never seen that I ain't Fat Joe, but snap ya fingaz then ya lean back Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Rock left den snap ya fingers, rock right den snap ya fingers, Ayyy wats hannenin? lean wit me, rock wit me, Gotta pill pop wit me, gon take a shot wit me, Call me Teddy, I got grams don't hate, nigga shop wit me, DME, SO SO DEF yeah we known bitch! Franchize aint got no money? shiiit hold on hold on bitch! Ayy Rock left rock right you cna get that shit! Lean Back Like Fat Joe and Snap yo wrist back Gangstas dont dance they lean wit it rock wit it Clock wit me pop quickly ganstas gon rock wit me 1, 2 pop then bring it Cross the chest get nasty flash it go'on flex wit it do it how you want slow it up do The matrix play wit it straight hit it get all they face wit it This dance is 4 da killas da dillas da cut throats You already kno the chillrin the grown folk! Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it Lean wit it, rock wit it

Yeah Uh-huh Cash Davis on the beat, yeah Reminiscin', sat in county a week, was in there chillin' How the fuck I ain't end up in there when we was really drillin'? Can't afford to take a loss again, I know the feeling Damn, why the fuck you always in your feelings? I been bangin' with Wopskino fair since we was children They killed Tracey that same night when we was out there chillin' I started rappin', how the fuck I end up with some millions? Me and Cap was sippin' drip like we ain't have no ceilings Nigga, Max was on them hits, so he couldn't have no feelings All them bitches under his belt and ain't got no civilians Just like eeny, miney, moe, he hop out right there, get 'em Damn, how you know? 'Cause I was right there with him If I'm in interrogations, I'ma claim my innocence I won't pay you back with vengeance, kill you, count these Benjamins Spittin' similes, foenem listenin', knockin' out they sentences Labels tryna meet me 'bout, uh, handle with due diligence Go'n and raise your hand, went to war with no limit Don't see too many, we militant Had that new foreign, bent the wheel on it Park it in mama garage and just chill in it Got bullet holes in it, who been in it? Tint it, be right back in a minute Niggas hearin' stories, they thinkin' we finished Next day, we was back out on business Got nothin' to prove, I'm just reflectin', God be my witness Don't disrespect 'cause I'll wet you and won't seek forgiveness The world really wanna know just how I'm livin' Gave it to 'em raw, so now I'm one of the realest And I still got the same killers rollin' with me Got my Glock, I'm playin' Nip, feel like a Rollin' 60 I already mentioned Duwop, I still roll with 60 Still got a temper, lose control, you would think I roll with Missy Niggas still mad, they pissy Know my block sad, they miss me Mama always said I'd be ridin' with heat So every time I slide, gotta kiss me Lil' bitch mad I bought wifey a Patek Ain't even gonna buy her some Tiffany I won't never let 'em catch me slippin' (uh-uh) So I'm ridin' with it (ridin') Yeah, I'm ridin' with it (ridin' with it) Gotta ride with it (ridin') Fightin' cases and shit, I still gotta ride with it (ridin') Yeah, I'm ridin' with it (ridin' with it) I'm still ridin' with it (ridin') I'ma die for this shit (grrt) And I love my hood, but you think I'ma die for this shit? (What?) All the niggas already died for this shit? Candlelights, niggas sneak diss on me, out there cryin' and shit All these bitches talkin' 'bout they love me, out there lyin' and shit Keep my heat, I don't like surprises And I see the envy all in your eyes, shit Devil in disguise want me to meet my demise Ain't no love in this shit Niggas watched me starve all in this shit Now I'm eatin', nigga say they hungry, got low carbs in all this shit Give no fuck, nigga, suck my dick You wouldn't be hittin' me if I wasn't rich Miles away, be hearin' this Then I come back 'round and niggas don't say shit 'Cause I ain't no bitch You wasn't ridin' 'round with them licks tryna get your lick back When this shit crack and see an opp It feel like Christmas, nigga finna gift wrap him And I spent so much stackin' this shit, I forgotten it Hit the A, they love me, I feel like I'm Dominique (Wilkins) Did some Louis kicks, I mixed the Virgil top with it (killed 'em) Urus truck, I copped the whip, then slut, your bop in it (swervin') So I'm ridin' with it (ridin') Yeah, I'm ridin' with it (ridin' with it) Gotta ride with it (ridin') Fightin' cases and shit, I still gotta ride with it (ridin') Yeah, I'm ridin' with it (ridin' with it) I'm still ridin' with it (ridin') I'ma die for this shit

Roll Wit It We can go slow wit I'm a give u enuff time to make up your mind So if u wanna ride wit it and let me slide in it All I need is 1 time to make u mine Roll Wit It We can go slow wit it I'm a give u enuff time to make up your mind So if u wanna ride wit it and let me slide in it All I need is 1 time to make u mine Listen all I really need is a minute to spit a little conversation and get up in it Bu I'm really diggin yo vibe Like you're more than just a piece on the side So how about we engage for a while So I can sit and adore your smile and entertain your thoughts for a while Need to unload your issues let em pile My spine more than backbone Like boulders I can carry your world on my shoulders Man on yo mantle Protector Alleviate all of your stresses I'm thinkin more than just touching and rubbin But entertaining cuffin and lovin' I really wanna take a bite of your muffin But I'm gonna be patient No rushin Roll Wit It We can go slow wit it I'm a give u enuff time to make up your mind So if u wanna ride wit it and let me slide in it All I need is 1 time to make u mine Roll Wit It We can go slow wit it I'm a give u enuff time to make your mind So if you wanna ride wit it and let me slide in it All I need is 1 time to make u mine When I push up on ya No pressure But I won't lie eyes done undressed ya Wrapped your whole body in pleasure Holding your curves My treasure U look like you're in need of romancing so I'm a tip toe wit it Slow dance it But what I got to offer Tongue lashing In between yo thighs while u splashin I gotta keep it Usher Confession The whole time I'm wonderin Undressin Every time I see u Erection I'm curlin yo legs while u grabbin my head Upright how I'm standin Pleasure in pain and I bring it Sensual serenades u singin Head board breakin that's what I'm thinkin Roll Wit It We can go slow wit it I'm a give u enuff time to make up your mind So if u wanna ride wit it and let me slide in it All I need is 1 time to make u mine Roll Wit It We can go slow wit it I'm a give u enuff time to make your mind So if you wanna ride wit it and let me slide in it All I need is 1 time to make u mine I'm kissin on your stretch marks and every spot that got a flaw Beauty ain't yo makeup it's in the passion when u take it all And if I hit it raw that means exclusive I might hit it deuces have u fast asleep all juicy Damn girl u too sweet Breakfast in bed followed by head wild weekends straight up ahead Gone off the grid the fam think I'm dead They'll be alright Bring that ass here You're my addiction and my affliction Real reactions ain't no fakin Put her to sleep Her legs still shakin Roll Wit It We can go slow wit it I'm a give u enuff time to make up your mind So if u wanna ride wit it and let me slide in it All I need is 1 time to make u mine Roll Wit It We can go slow wit it I'm a give u enuff time to make your mind So if you wanna ride wit it and let me slide in it All I need is 1 time to make u mine

Back again, Mr. Trench Baby I just took a shot when they said don't take it If you never shoot it then you won't make it I wanna win fuck a tie I don't do no laces Yeah, but everybody wanna make it No 2-3, but I'm really in my zone I feel like I can do this on my own Before I stand in a crowd I stand alone Yeah, because everybody wanna make it Young man, I know you seen some things Don't let a past full of rain Cloudy your scope mess up your aim I know you want the sunshine You can't just want it sometimes Gotta put your all on the line One more time Gotta put your all on the line No matter what happens won't put my dawg on the line We sticking together it ain't no falling behind A boss gone make sure it's a way for all us be fine We all gone be fine And my baby fine and she Know it make her day when she come spend time with me Red head, grind with me If we got plans at 10, I be there 9:50 Mix that wine with gin, know we more than friends I just took a shot when they said don't take it If you never shoot it then you won't make it I wanna win fuck a tie I don't do no laces Yeah, but everybody wanna make it No 2-3, but I'm really in my zone I feel like I can do this on my own Before I stand in a crowd I stand alone Yeah, because everybody wanna make it Young man, I know you seen some things Don't let a past full of rain Cloudy your scope mess up your aim I know you want the sunshine You can't just want it sometimes Gotta put your all on the line Because everybody wanna make it Because everybody wanna make it Because everybody wanna make it

I know you don't wanna see me, I get it You just came to grab your hoodie, I'll get it Said I wouldn't say I miss you, I said it I fucked up, I regret it I'm a liar, I'm a cheat And when I talk you don't believe me no more Yeah I know you're heated Got your reasons but don't close the door I can't change the past but I can make it right now If you gimme right now No I can't take it back but I can make it right now If you gimme right now I know I did you bad but We might never know, if we never try We can take it slow, I can give you time I can make it right now If you gimme right now (If you gimme right now) It wasn't always this bad though, remember? I know when it went bad though, I remember One night's nothing to forever I still see us together You say I'm a liar, I'm a cheater And when I talk you don't believe me no more Yeah I know you're heated Got your reasons but don't close the door I can't change the past but I can make it right now If you gimme right now No I can't take it back but I can make it right now If you gimme right now I know I did you bad but We might never know, if we never try We can take it slow, I can give you time I can make it right now If you gimme right now (If you gimme right now) Oh, oh right now If you gimme right now Oh, oh right now I know I did you bad but We might never know, if we never try We can take it slow, I can give you time I can make it right now If you gimme right now If you gimme right now Oh, oh right now If you gimme right now Oh, oh right now Oh, oh If you gimme right now If you gimme right now

Doesn't make it easy Doesn't make it easy Break it to the top While I am messing up the numbers Though I'm drowning I can't stop it 'Cause I just can't kick the habit But I never get enough Though you know I got a lot No I never get enough 'Cause it's all I got Stepping through the city While'm making my decision Pointing out what l am missing Fill my po po po po pockets till they pop pop pop But I never get enough Pop pop pop 'Cause it's all I got Come here girl come to the bed Come here girl come to the bed I make it while make it wild Break it while I make it while I make it while make it wild Break it while I make it while I make it while make it wild Break it while I make it while I make it while make it wild I make it while make it wild I make it while make it wild Break it to the top but I make it while Break it to the top but I make it while Break it to the top but I make it while Break it to the top but I make while I make it while I'm gonna make it while Make it while make it while make it while Make it while make it while make it while Make it while make it while make it while I'm gonna make it wild I'm gonna break it while I'm gonna make it wild I'm gonna break it while This is a dynamite yes

Two pounds inna bag You know that we need it Them fifties like michael jackson When we beat em I need a check just went up for A feature I been earned my stripes like I signed Wit adidas This or them fifty niggas who be hatin I look at the top and they say I wont make it Take a risk for the bag You know imma take it I'm shooting my shot brodie know imma make it Remember them late nights inna vacant Trapping hard with the sticks inna basement My lil shooter gone heard they sent em out placement We still gonna spin it don't stop got to face it The pack getting stalled so it's back to the basics Make the fu double back and backflip like the matrix Can't smoke wit them niggas it's gas but they laced My og keep his duece say the feds never trace it This shit ain't the same I been feeling different Don't know if it's Me or a young nigga tripping These niggas be lying on they men they be tipping And they can't play they role from the wing Scottie Pippen Since I got older they say I been changing I'm still the same just might not got the same men Them niggas be fu for a bitch they be changing we ain't Worried bout that he know secrets we spank em All I smoke is og Got the car danking and I Been thinking balling like Raymond He be loving the hoes the section just spank em Fuck is he thinking What is he drinking He living a lie this nigga is sleep Run in his house wit four five then we creep If it's looking sweet then we gone trick or treat Bring them ps to the hood and we got em For cheap These bitches be knowing the section They loving the section You looking you looking for me I tried to work wit you niggas My niggas said fuck em And go up and spank em for feats I know the labels gone call And fake Be on ya balls when they see you killing the beat But me and my niggas gone ball bitch we need it all We working to get out the streets Two pounds inna bag You know that we need it Them fifties like michael jackson When we beat em I need a check just went up for A feature I been earned my stripes like I signed Wit adidas This or them fifty niggas who be hatin I look at the top and they say I wont make it Take a risk for the bag You know imma take it I'm shooting my shot brodie know imma make it Remember them late nights inna vacant Trapping hard with the sticks inna basement My lil shooter gone heard they sent em out placement We still gonna spin it don't stop got to face it The pack getting stalled so it's back to the basics Make the fu double back and backflip like the matrix Can't smoke wit them niggas it's gas but they laced My og keep his duece say the feds never trace it

You gotta come on, look at me I wanna chu chu kiss me Go on, let me feel your heart beat so sweet はじめてのチュウ おもいでのチュウ 赤と青の磁石みたい ことばよりも ハッキリしてるわ どんなうそつきも 正直にする 一瞬の出来事だから 逃さないで no no それから What do you say? 時が止まる 肩の力抜いて きみしか見えない これから what do you feel? Tell me what you want... ぷるるるん うるるるん look at me I wanna you to kiss me Go on, let me feel your heart beat so sweet ぷるるるん うるるるん look at me I wanna kiss, kiss your lips Go on, let me feel your heart beat, like a drum! 花火のように 電流が走る 世界中を 愛で満たそう 街いくみんなも 甘いポップコーンのように 弾けてたいの 自然なこと 肩の力抜いて あなたの世界で これから What do you see? Tell me what you think... ぷるるるん うるるるん look at me I wanna you to kiss me Go on, let me feel your heart beat so sweet ぷるるるん うるるるん look at me I wanna kiss, kiss your lips Go on, let me feel your heart beat, like a drum! そよ風を感じたら 幸せに触れられそうよ くるくるまわる 毎日には 色んな事があるわ これからずっと、その先もね、きっと You gotta come on, look at me I wanna you to kiss me Go on, let me feel your heart beat so sweet You gotta come on, look at me I wanna kiss, kiss your lips Go on, let me feel your heart beat so close ぷるるるん うるるるん look at me I wanna chu chu kiss me Go on, let me feel your heart beat so sweet ぷるるるん うるるるん look at me I wanna kiss, kiss your lips Go on, let me feel your heart beat, like a drum! You gotta come on, look at me I wanna chu chu kiss me Go on, let me feel your heartbeat so sweet You gotta come on, look at me I wanna kiss, kiss your lips Go on, let me feel your heartbeat, like a drum!

Yeah I can't trust these bitches I don't got no feelings Wondering why I ain't got no feelings And the coupe too deep, it ain't got no ceiling, nah But I admit I did it Fucked on your sister and you know I did it Fucked on your friend and you know I did it I'm the savage or a dog It don't make no difference, ah But I'm a rockstar nigga Guitar smashin' ass, top chart nigga Different currency around the world, I get it Eliantte diamonds around all my niggas Eliantte diamonds around all my niggas It's because of you, yeah, all the drugs I did Mix it in the Fanta, yeah, the mud, I did it Sendin' me a message Yeah she know I read it, yeah Yeah, you know I read it And you know 'bout everything that I did And you always got your phone on silent So I keep the forty right beside me Bad vibe when I close my eyes, yeah Like X, put it on my eyelids Like X, nigga, I'ma die rich My ex wanna be my side bitch I can't trust these bitches I don't got no feelings (Uh) Wondering why I ain't got no feelings And the coupe too deep It ain't got no ceiling, nah (Yeah) But I admit I did it (Yeah) Fucked on your sister and you know I did it Fucked on your friend and you know I did it (Yeah) I'm the savage or a dog It don't make no difference, ah Bitch, I'm a rockstar, aren't you? You are anything I say you are, aren't you? And you belong to me until I say you don't, as long as you Don't give my company away I swear to God I fuck with you, yeah I hope you fuck with me, yeah I fuck with you, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah Ride my wave until you can't go further Ride my wave until you can't go further Stay so busy so I know you're workin' You're just like me, girl, you're all over You're just like me, girl, I swear you're perfect Every girl just wanna feel important Every curve, the way your body swervin' All your curves, the way your body swervin', yeah I can't trust no bitches No bitches, yeah yeah I don't got no feelings Wondering why I ain't got no feelings And the coupe too deep It ain't got no ceiling, nah (Ceiling, yeah) But I admit I did it (I did it) Fucked on your sister and you know I did it (I did it) Fucked on your friend and you know I did it (I did it) I'm the savage or a dog It don't make no difference, ah I don't even got no feelings Somehow you just make me nervous Baby, that's one in a million Make me feel this pill stop workin' I been playin' 'round with fire For some reason, it still won't burn, yeah I fuck with you, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah I fuck with you, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah I fuck with you, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah I can't trust these bitches

Bring it Whoo Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh (Hoo cah cah) Hah hah, hah hah Bicka bicka bow bow bow Bicka bow bow bump bump What, what, what, what (Hah hah hah hah) Uhh On your mark, ready, set, let's go Dance floor pro, I know you know I go psycho when my new joint hit (Oooh) Just can't sit Gotta get jiggy wit it Ooh that's it Now honey, honey come ride DKNY, all up in my eye You gotta a Prada bag with a lotta stuff in it (Uhh, uhh, uhh) Give it to your friend, let's spin Everybody lookin' at me Glancin' the kid, wishin' they was dancin' a jig Here with this handsome kid Ciga cigar right from Cuba, Cuba I just bite it, it's for the look, I don't light it I'll way the an' may on the 'ance day 'oor flay (Ha ha) Givin' up jiggy make it feel like foreplay (Oooh) Yo my cardio is infinite Ha ha Big Willie style's all in it Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) What? You wanna ball with the kid? Watch your step you might fall (Ooo) Trying to do what I did Mama uhh, mama uhh, mama come closer In the middle of the club with the rub a dub, uhh No love for the haters, the haters Mad cause I got floor seats at the Lakers See me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders Met Ali he told me, I'm the greatest I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser DJ play another from the prince of this, your highness Only mad chicks ride in my whips South to the West to the East to the North Bought my hits and watch 'em go off, a go off Ah yes yes, y'all ya don't stop (Ooo) In the winter or the (Summertime) I makes it hot (Ha ha) Gettin' jiggy wit 'em (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Eight fifty I.S. if you need a lift Who's the kid in the drop Who else, Will Smith Livin' that life some consider a myth Rock from south street to one two fifth Women used to tease me Give it to me now nice and easy Since I moved up like George and Wheezy Cream to the maximum, I be askin' 'em Would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum Never see will attackin' 'em (Aa ah) Rather play ball with Shaq and Num Flatten 'em Psyche (Ha ha) Kiddin' (He he) You thought I took a spill But I didn't, trust the lady of my life, she hittin' Hit her with a drop top with the ribbon Crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly You trying to flex on me Don't be silly (Ha ha) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Uhh, uhh Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na

Disaster, systems break when I quake Make no mistake, the crowd stays awake when i'm Shakin' and bakin' and I'm takin' all mc's Smilin' on the mic 'cause I'm gonna make big gees Pow! holy cow! it's like a bang or a boom Mc's see me comin' and they're clearin' the room Ouuta my path 'cause they're scared of the result Don't wanna battle 'cause to me that's an insult Man, I wouldn't even lower myself I got your record and put it on the shelf I didn't play it, I used it as a frisbee Your girl saw me doin' it and she kissed me A good sport 'cause the ball's in my court And in the long run I'm takin' no shorts Slayin' competition till the parties done You want a non stop jam Here's the right one Chorus Gotta get it going' on Get wit' it Bust that beat Yes, I'm blessed and I must confess Put me to the test and you'll say I'm the best I don't joke, I don't even jest Every line in my rhyme makes me better than the rest I'll live high on the hog, on the fat of the land Goddamn, I'll be so hot I'll have to walk with a fan On the brink of success, champagne & caviar In limo's, just like a superstar Business. leave your number at my office. Not for sale, but the fans all bought this Money pourin' in. just like a faucet left on Cause my rhymes are that strong-last long Just like the coppertop battery You think I'm dope, come on, don't flatter me 'Cause I been hearin' that stuff for years Respect from my peers and I'm changin' the gears Of that hip-hop engine, not to mention Retire at 21 and get a pension Gonna bust it out and your welcome to come You wanna non stop jam here's the right one Chorus Here's another rhyme to break the ice You couldn't purschase my talent at any price Don't chase a roni cause I know that I can get 'em I'm not the type so I don't even sweat 'em I'll love a girl and then dis the same one Cause you know that there's more Where that came from Yo, the one I want just walked through the threshold So all you other girls are out in the cold for now She's the only one for me Who knows if we were meant to be Together forever and that's a real long time And you can tell I'm in the house by my dope rhyme Man, I'm glad she came to her senses And that she put down all her defenses And finally gave her heart & soul To the man behind the mic control I'm here with her now I'm ready for fun You want a non stop jam, here's the right one Chorus-out Written by vanilla ice, gail sky king, princesa Produced by vanilla ice and gail sky king Mixed by: gail sky king and david sussman Mix engineer: david sussman Recording engineer: kieran walsh Keyboards and programming: joey moskowitz Guitars: kevin grant Vocals: dian sorel Vocal arrangement: will downing Recorded at d & d recording, new york And ameraycan studios, los angeles Mixed at post logic, los angeles And summa music group, los angeles Published by emi blackwood music inc./qpm music/ Ice baby music (bmi)/sky king music (ascap)

Back around me Money good, now she back around me Mmm From the X, you'll get whacked about me Trust me, I don't need no love, I need racks around me If you gon' talk about me, baby, talk facts about me This time, it's different, I promise (Yeah) I make enough to put my whole projects into college (Let's go) I probably threw a hundred thousand on every bitch in Starlets (What else?) If you really the guyza, then you gon' play it quiet Those guys catch bodies and don't talk about it, yeah I'm not Illuminati But I know my niggas got my back, so I got an eye behind me The car I'm in is about an M, but it ain't no Maserati Look, girl, I know I ain't shit, but don't go talk about me Yeah, mmm, I'm icy like I'm playin' hockey But we could put the sticks down and this shit could turn to boxin' Nowadays, I gotta do features with the tool beside me I walk away until I'm copy if they movin' wocky (Yeah) On God, nigga, that's word to mommy If you ask me about a body, I never heard about it Murder, murder, murder, don't be sad about it Nigga, if you feel some type of way, then go catch a body My diamonds purple, yellow, and green like a bag of Takis Them niggas catch you lackin', boy, that's your ass about it Somebody died, niggas cried, the other side laughing 'bout it And the feds watchin' everything, while niggas braggin' 'bout it I'm from the X, you'll get whacked about me Trust me, I don't need no love, I need racks around me If you gon' talk about me, baby, talk facts about me Shake that ass around me They can hate, but they won't slide, 'cause I'm the wrong nigga If you fuck with my opps, I can't do no song with you I swear it's too much on my mind to get along with you I'm just a heartbreak kid like I'm Shawn I took the Patek off my wrist and it gave me welts I popped a Perc' and it was the last thing that I felt (Yeah, yeah) I promise not to love you more than I love myself this time I looked out for you more than I looked out for myself If you a backstabber, I'ma get you stabbed back Runnin' your mouth around the town, that'll get you whacked, facts And if you dumpin', I'm still here, nigga, okay, bet (Okay, bet) I'ma do whatever it takes just to get you back I don't need no stashbox in my whip, no, I can't do that 'Cause I just feel like it's more safe with it on my lap, yeah My nigga, please don't make me do this by myself I swear to God, if you got my back, I'ma have your back, yeah Voila I ain't lyin', girl, I treated you like Nala Anytime you asked me to jump, I said, "How high?" And every time we go up, we do it like Zion (Zion) I used to be a savage, bad bitch, left her starvin' Seen my best friend mama cry, I'm so sorry Niggas starvin', knowin' they can never stop me Up in Startlets, 100K to every bartender, I was wildin' Niggas wanna get me out of here, so I gotta be violent Why the fuck you wanna spark me? I'm just vibin' Tryna get these demons off me, yeah Eliantte chain cover up my fuckin' heartbeat

The crowd scatter when the Mac splatter You don't wanna see me, mothafucka, get yo' hat flattened Wig split on God, lately I been talk shit wit' God Thank you for everything, try'na buy another car Spoil my daughter and take the hate out my baby momma Please, pretty please I love a bitch wit' pretty feet Money, mo' problems, mo' choppers Don't have me send my niggas through poppin' Killas in Dolce Gabbana Jumpin' out two hundrend thousand Niggas mad but we clownin' Aye, aye Don't have my niggas bring them Ks out (Ks out) Psycho bitch, we way out (way out) Talk though, get laid out Spaceships bring the Wraith out (yeah) I spent five hundred on these shoes (oh oh) P.R.P. fuck them Trues (oh oh) Put a nigga on the news for them blues Skip school, I was playin' with them tools, get yo' safe snatched up Bitch play wit' it Na oooh Na oooh Oooh yeah Na oooh Na oooh Bitch just play wit' it Na oooh (uh huh) Na oooh (yeah) Oooh yeah Yeah, look, look Bitch play wit' it Zip your lips before your lips zip you up Niggas talk way too much Have my nigga bring them Ks out You tough we callin' fades out Psycho going way out Bring these niggas to reality Ain't no cap wit' me Just me wit' my jewelry and a Mac wit' me I been ballin', I been havin' money I been havin' haters sitting right up under I do the steakhouse, I do the sushi I do the Gyu-Kaku, Japanese barbecue, boy Picture this, me not fuckin' wit' your bitch 'Cause she gonna be the reason why you gettin' shipped I been on a different level I been takin' trips, I been buyin' shit, boy, I gotta be special All you niggas in the red One mo' wrong move and you dead Aye, aye Don't have my niggas bring them Ks out (Ks out) Psycho bitch, we way out (Way out) Talk though, get laid out Spaceships bring the Wraith out (yeah) I spent five hundred on these shoes (oh oh) P.R.P. fuck them Trues (oh oh) Put a nigga on the news For them blues, skip school I was playin' with them tools, get yo' safe snatched up Bitch play wit' it Na oooh Na oooh Oooh yeah Na oooh Na oooh Bitch just play wit' it Na oooh Na oooh Oooh yeah Na oooh Na oooh Bitch play wit' it Psycho bitch, we way out Talk tough bring them Ks out We call them fades out I'm the nigga that they hate now I'm great now I'm straight now Yeah Psycho bitch, we way out

Now it's a few rules to the game if you really wanna play Let's get this straight off top Bitch get wit it And roll up, roll up Can't talk about it, be about it, we gon' have to see about it Yeah, and get wit it, get wit it And roll up, roll up Isaiah 54:17, no weapon formed against me shall prosper I got a whole team of angels guarding me from all the danger And keep that .357 under my seat for all the haters Prattlin', one of the last rap niggas snappin' Niggas playin' sleep, I'm St. Nick with the package Blessed with the gift and only 3 Stacks can match me Light years ahead of you niggas, another galaxy Boi keep the club packed to capacity Hands in the air, bitches make it clap for me Automatically, the DJ bring it back for me And drop a bomb on it with the horns Globally adored For sure put Atlanta on the board and I'll be runnin' up the score No etiquette like Belichick and Brady on you hoes See, now teamwork make the dream work, that's how it goes Now it's a few rules to the game if you really wanna play Let's get this straight off top Bitch get wit it, bitch get wit it And roll up, roll up Can't talk about it, be about it, we gon' have to see about it Yeah, and get wit it, get wit it And roll up, roll up Gotta keep the money coming on time (Money) Need to go ahead and get your mind right (Paper) Recognize it's pimpin', bitch, you gon' get wit it, roll up Blowing on strong all day Shawty keep looking this way (Say what?) She recognize the pimpin' and she gon' get wit it And roll up, rol up First thing she seen when I fell through A little bit of talk but I walks with a clear view Dynamic, organic, Iceberg Slim selling trim on the Titanic Underwater wit' it, let me show you how to do it to the fullest I'm the hardest, I'm the realest, I'm the dopest, I'm the coolest While I'm doing, while I'm doing, check it out And I ain't gotta have a motherfucking record out I'm just a West Coast player, say 'fee fi fo' Long Beach nigga with that Eastside flow Dipped in the sauce, 'imp with the limp I'm a pimp and a boss, let me show you how to get it off Keep a blue flag to the left of me And shoot my shit with trajectory Big money, big cars, big toys making big noise Holla at 'em Big Boi Now it's a few rules to the game if you really wanna play Let's get this straight off top Bitch get wit it, bitch get wit it And roll up, roll up Can't talk about it, be about it, we gon' have to see about it Yeah, and get wit it, get wit it And roll up, roll up Gotta keep the money coming on time (Money, money) Need to go ahead and get your mind right (Get it, get it) Recognize it's pimpin', bitch, you gon' get wit it, roll up Blowing on strong all day Shawty keep looking this way (What she looking at?) She recognize the pimpin' and she gon' get wit it And roll up, roll up I'm true to it, had a yellow Cadillac And I sold my blue Buick Spend a lot of money but I'll never blow through it Never blew through it Only thing I blow through is pussy, I'm never pushy In my youth I used to lock it but I don't (I love her) Like that, because I'm married and I won't (do nothing) Split that pie up, no more, it's gone Since Thanksgiving, I split it four ways, it's wrong Wrong all for my kids and my family First generation Patton clan, bitch, get at me I's the pappy, the papi and the father The only Maury I rock with are gators or harder Crocs, I'm sharper than your Sharper Image In your catalog, nigga, eat your spinach Or your leafy greens, long BB team We don't see no seeds, it's straight bud like they're roses Now it's a few rules to the game if you really wanna play Let's get this straight off top Bitch get wit it, bitch get wit it And roll up, roll up Can't talk about it, be about it, we gon' have to see about it Yeah, and get wit it, get wit it (You gots to get wit this shit, man) And roll up, roll up (It's real pimpin', man) Gotta keep the money coming on time (We gettin' money) Need to go ahead and get your mind right (Straight pimpin') Recognize it's pimpin', bitch, you gon' get wit it, roll up (Recognize when it's in your face, you little bitch) Blowing on strong all day (Yes, sir) Shawty keep looking this way (You dig) She recognize the pimpin' and she gon' get wit it (And roll up) Say man, she got to choose up, man I thought you thought, man Bitch been looking at me all motherfucking night Yeah, get in where you fit in Hahahaha

I'm movin the right directions, I'm makin the right connections I'm gonna go all the way, I'm not gonna stare at reflections I'm gonna take action, not gonna stop for satisfaction Been gainin traction, I guess you could say that music's my passion Stuck wit the tempo You better get lost or shut up and listen I'm goin solo Money is time to work towards my vision I'm movin so cold Ice on my neck ice on my wrist Stuck wit the tempo Fuck wit the bros, fight with the fist I'm rockin the realest I know you can feel it I sing with my government name I'm rollin the dice and I'm plannin on winnin You know I'm not playin no game Stuck in my seat, feelin the beat Stuck wit it Steppin my feet, in my heartbeat Stuck wit it Big stick, ain't talkin bout a gun Maybach imma whip that so fun Thugger thugger, ima player ima Don If you want a cash-stacker Pick me, I'm the one Not playin wit em, no games I run it up Entrepreneur, a connoisseur got a ton Don't pass, can't miss never last Pedal to the metal gave a homie whiplash I'm up in a rocket it leave you wit jet lag Money so long it look like a whole mag So much blue it fill up a whole duffel Bag, shuffle, Cupid Swear that I'm Stuck wit the tempo Can't keep up, better get lost, listen I'm feelin so cold Ice on my neck gave me freezer burn, oh no I feel like Frodo I get a bag and then hit the road with the bros I'm in a fat whip, hit the cut quick I'm applyin pressure like Cole Applyin pressure like Cole Punchin the clock, stackin up the dough Applyin pressure like Cole Punchin the clock, stackin up the dough Stuck wit the tempo You better get lost or shut up and listen I'm goin solo Money is time to work towards my vision I'm movin so cold Ice on my neck ice on my wrist Stuck wit the tempo Fuck wit the bros, fight with the fist I'm rockin the realest I know you can feel it I sing with my government name I'm rollin the dice and I'm plannin on winnin You know I'm not playin no game Stuck in my seat, feelin the beat Stuck wit it Steppin my feet, in my heartbeat Stuck wit it I'm rollin it up, I'll take a hit I'm writin it up, I'll make a hit They playin my songs they fuck wit it All the dope smokin yeah we so lit I'll keep this ride movin even with my demons Don't take no excuses each one's a bad reason You want the job done right you need someone seasoned I got it on lock yeah the levels are evened

Ya Baby I'ma fool wit it All this money, what you gon' do wit it? I got a lawyer for the case, girl Just let me know if you wit it I don't really plan for tomorrow I just do whatever i want You're damn right i'ma act a fool wit it You're damn right i'ma act a fool wit it I'm bout to act a fool wit all these bitches I'm rollin' backwoods up i swear its my religion And you can kick it baby under one condition That you twerk it for a nigga like a video audition I just wanna see you put it in reverse Ba-back it up and dump it in a pile like some dirt B-big booty, lil booty go to work B-big booty, lil booty go to work She just trynna pay her bills and get a purse Waitin' on a check, she said it's comin' on the first Nigga might help her i'm a victim of the thirst Told Brown get a friend after that we disperse L-let me get some toppy with the top off In that rari all red like hot sauce Stones ruby red lookin' like grapefruit Diamonds on my lookin' clearer than some grey juice And my niggas Wrappin' trap money made that quarter off of chickens Jive ass turkeys won't make it to thanksgiving Make that hundred million then I take that shit back to Virginia Monkey bidness man that shit just so bananas Lamborghini white and black, call that shit a panda Call game, excuse me where my fuckin' manners My dick'll have her smilin' like a fuckin' jack-o-lantern Bitches say they need that white girl or that hannah montana I keep shittin' on these niggas like I poo-pooed in a pamper Oh shit I'm dodgin' police and the cameras Watch me Instagram that bitch, i bet that ho a dancer Big booty wit a super flat stomach I tried to fuck that bitch but she start askin' for the money She says that she's been fucking with me since I made run in Who the hell you think I am a mofuckin' dummy? Ok, I'm the shit nigga fuck a nomination Give yo bitch the dick I don't need no conversation Watch me whip it, watch me whip it like a fuckin' dominatrix Best not waist my time ho, I'm all out of patience I got money ballin' ye high Ballin' like I'm 8 high Roll another swisher bitch you know a nigga stay high Eat that pussy up, beat it up, are you fuckin' kitten Put that dick up in your life, I'm fuckin' up your kidneys I'm spendin' that paper she gettin' that money she ready to go Fuckin' wit all of them models, I'm popin' that bottle, she swallow I'm checkin' her throat I want a freak she went to me Stuck in her Intagram likin' her posts She in the pink, i'm in the mink I pull it out watch her take off her clothes I'm bout to make a song for all the strippers Already bought artillery for all my niggas And for you lyin' hoes quit the Robin Givens Call it murder when I tour I make a mofuckin' killin'!