文本歌词

Niggas is sitting around selling it for money
What the f**k is that Chill chill what up
Stop playing man man you know what it is man
F**k that you know what it is yo ni**a what up
Where that money Man yo yo yo come here
Stop acting like you don't know you already know
Aiyo Indian head jewelry
Out in Egypt with the wrists of fury
Spanking bracelet rocking Asics
Trick bandit Ghost is brick granite
At the U S Open with my whole len slapping up fifty scramblers
Niggas said the II was classic a lot of crack is in the game yo
But your sh*t is the only 'lastic
C R E A M rap militant flow combination with Swahilian dough
Guaranteed we do'se that in the beast like pizzas
All I know is reefer and street stuff
Stay fly moving in fleece what
Traveling the continents with confidence
Cuban Linx III coming don't know when but the time is running
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duhhhh
You b**ch a** niggas
By any means on Ron O'Neal lean on
Freestyle you want it from Ghost Then throw C R E A M on
Suited up smelling like Fahrenheit with jeans on
Knock the rice out a wedding come and get your bling on
Next winter we in ***** cabins small baggage more savage
Central Park killas that equals more stabbings
You read the papers more horrors like Amityville
Profanity kills you like lint on a raggety silk
We rock bulls rock jewels you heard the interludes
Blow up beds in a fifty yard swimming pool
Jumping out of planes for dough Gucci parachutes
Abdul Raheem written across is the attribute
Suede loafers 'Lo scarves my little grandson want
The 20-10 Mercedes-Benz go kart
So he can pull out the lollipop keys on 'em
His pops'll push the Bugatti drop V on 'em
Stampede on 'em Rap Playoffs got a three-nothing lead on 'em
Sparking MC's like we quoting our degrees on 'em