credit where the credit is due And where it's not just assume this songs for you Soon you'll be saying "there goes the under rated kids who made it"
ridiculous Fucking ridiculous I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Five star dishes, different exotic fishes Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous Success is what you make it, take it how it
leavin? no grudge Today games they play Gotta go hard to get what you put in If you fall off then it?s all on you Gotta watch what you sign too Try
years in the studio making funky tracks Signed a bunch of niggaz with some tight ass raps It's like Father Dom, it's like Keith Murray Making millionaires but it
, in this steel we trust When there's beef best believe we bust We can take it how you want it cuz we thuggin over here Pure, uncut, raw butter over here (Yukon) Yo you
what, what, what, what, what Get paid let's get this money-a Like what major league playa Don't stop coast to coast Like what, what, what, what, what
but i'm good? they say im not the ?bank? chorus I'm the mayor of the city like a ??? and you ain't ballin less you playin for the major league NBL
you seen me Two hundred twenty for Bentley GTC And the money ain't a thing like J. Dupri When you ballin' 'round the country like the major league So
it We have a team and, yes we really want you to be part of it Let's get it erotic, slept with' it and got it Next bid itch is spotted for sex kiddish
them Ben Franklins Ain't talking Aretha Bitch my league too major I'm hip-hop Derek Jeter And I'm still feeling my pockets Big bass and it's knocking
last I'm the major league player, you can kiss my ass, trick Drop it like it's hot! Shake it like a salt shaker Hot! Shake it like a salt shaker Hot! Shake it
you made it through to the other side We would never front you off, but could you front me and pay you back real soon Stealing mail, cashing checks, sweating it
it was Sheila My Chevy sitting too high I call that Wiz Khalifa And I'm all about them Ben Franklins Ain't talking Aretha Bitch my league too major I'
sound of what you don't know killing you This is the sound of what you don't need still true This is the sound of what you don't want still in you Never
bring em' in (Ha) nigga not my money (Yeah) it ain't tricking if you got it but I am no dummy Ay, they be like B.O.B (what?) How you do that in Atlanta
porch swing Then she thought it was funny When I said, "Someday I'm gonna buy you a ring" Big deal, so what If it takes everything I got My life just don't make
t you worry any I'm gonna take you with me where ever they send me I got a little trick tucked up my sleeve It's a secret jus' 'tween you and me She's
money now, I ain't hurt nigga You want a verse, I get mad, not work with you If you got street money, then the price different You in the major league, you know you
