Lyrics:
It's politics, it's all a fix, set up by these white blue-collared hicks
Just to make a dollar off of black music with a subliminal ball of tricks
But
a widow
Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?
The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar
Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high
These planes keep me high
A million dollar home
But I'm barely gettin' by
'Cause I miss our talks (whoa)
One thing you used to say (used to say)
undressin' to test me and uh
Shut me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it live
When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye
You wants a nigga,
regal sipping on a gold can
Gun tucked like the fetal, position
Top Dawg coalition coexisting
With the coldest
You ever quoted from California district
stackin' licks that just won't wait
I'm campaignin' for a Benz, on the rims with bubble lens
So I'm stackin' every dollar I see, hundreds, fifties,
I bought a bourgeoise house
In the Hollywood hills
With a truckload of hundred
Thousand dollar bills
Man came by to hook up my cable TV
We settled in
A WE FOOT LIKE WAH FLEA
TOP BOTTLES WE BE FINNESSING HENNESSY
DEM YA LIFE YA A SUTM U SEE PON U TV
WE NUH ACTOR, EVERYTHING, YA SO REAL
BENZ DEM, BIMMA
reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city, no one can do it better
[Rick Ross:]
Let the top back on the Chevy
Then I crank up the boom
Smellin' Issey
"She won't come, just when you want it.."
[Everlast]
Ya see I'm Irish, but I'm not a leprechaun
You want to fight, then step up and we'll get it
represent Park Hill
See my face on the twenty dollar bill
Cash it in, and get ten dollars back
The fat LP with Cappachino on the wax
Pass it in your think,
denim you
Could tell by the belt
Vacuum suction on the
Lips murdered the blunt
By the time you go to hit it
Ain't the shit for your lungs
Half Baked,
At the cabin by the Lake.
See the blue and white plates,
See the wood on the panel.
I may be Chanel Oat, Chilly O, Flannel Coat (??).
gotta play in Decatur
See I'm ridin' and I'm blowin' on twenty dollar bills
Cause we, only got that gold; you can't buy regular around here
Stayin'
extorted for them nickel rocks
Got it all, but the days on them nickel rocks
Got a 5 dollar sale for these nickel rocks
Seen a man kill his brother for
extorted for them nickel rocks
Got it all, but the days on them nickel rocks
Got a 5 dollar sale for these nickel rocks
Seen a man kill his brother for
Or freaking off for the week
Top flow in the trunk
Just laying back blowing
Twenty five's a skull
The Akitas by the door with bow ties and puffs
Can't let
ain't need a broom
Five star top floor
We can see the moon
Five, top, floor
Five star top floor
We can see the moon
Five, top, floor
Five star top floor
on the ooh-wop
Ziploc plastic bags with black and blue tops
We slung on the block and watch out for the blue coats
Sess blunts we pass after two tokes
Starving
for all
[killa sin]
We move on m.c.'s mechanically
Strike nerve like ghost vs. a canopy
Hard to touch ratarded fucks playing wit they fantasies
Respect
grow-op, bout to pull my own crops
Hit I-20 with 20 pounds when it drop
Hit 20 hundred each, end the season on top
20 times 20, 40 bands offa pot
21 blunt
real gorillas thuggin'
On top of corners every day strugglin'
All the beautiful women getting' money
Washin' them dollar bills like laundry
[Chorus:
wish - filthy rich by sixteen
Swimmin in cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
Song knockin on hoe's answerin machine, uhh
True baller, bitch page might call
and laughter
Homicide is humor and nigga you looking funny
Women love to stare cause they know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank accounts
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