Lyrics:
Woo!
Music up please!
Born and raised in the U.S.A
By the way of New Orleans where the Killas stay, OK
Uh alright, yeah
Born and raised in the U.S.A
that shot and he was caught out there
Saw the convertible driving by
I loaded up the slingshot, let one fly
He went for his to find he didn't have one
One good thing 'bout music
You listen when the tunes hit
You feel no- feel no pain
Blow your brain through acoustic
And anyway I do it
Depending
bitches that was hard to fuck
I came up, it was hardly luck
Just left Compton, and I ain't have to use my AK
What a day, what a day
Back when my
Woo!
Music up please!
Born and raised in the U.S.A
By the way of New Orleans where the Killas stay, OK
Uh alright, yeah
Born and raised in
of love, no lie
Appreciate you more, as time goes by
When it's truly true, it don't die
I see you in L.A., I see you in NY
I see you in the A, I see you
mil' cash and tuck it, ooh
Big racks on me buzzin'
I walk up in Neimans, spend 10K just like it's nothin'
I hang with the demons, they don't play by
corner tryna catch another break
F**k school, tell them he was coming late
Block dry, hear they praying something shake
Now everybody taking off his
money we ain't here to stay, aye
If it ain't money we ain't here to play, aye
Hundred K, hundred k
Keep your head up tomorrow can be a better day
If
cold but the flow is anemic
After debris settles and the dust get swept off
Big K pick up where young Hov left off
Right when magazines wrote Kanye
at
Brooklyn beef! Who want that?
I grew up in the thoroughest borough - B.K.
Where B.I.G. had everybody rockin' D.K.
Gav was the first dude with the C.L.K
When I wake up in my own pink world
I get up out of bed and wave to my homegirls
Hey, Barbie (hey), she's so cool
All dolled up, just playin'
You and me have a passion
Escaping the days that go by
Just our desire
Patronise a secret painted salon
Let us talk about the live
Where
up
10k, 20k, 30k, 40k, 50k
10k, 20k, 30k, 40, 50k
60k, 70k, 80k, 90k, 100k
60k, 70k
Cus I ever wanted was to count up
10k, 20k, 30k, 40k, 50k
60k
Rollie Pollie on my wrist
Gotta make a flight, big day, slummin' on FaceTime
Fifty K, wonderin' why I'm stormin' off, no race
Emboldened by the bliss
I
back again and get my niggas up out it, yeah
Just to show that it's a way, around it
Integrity what we live by (that's what we live by)
Loyalty
floors
Lord knows I drive fast in my driveway
I pop tags and throw 'em down and make the ground shake
God damn, a pint of lean almost 5k
I be spendin' 25k
Line up girls, I'll show you what to do
This boat will sparkle like a diamond when we get through
By the numbers there ain't much time
We're gonna
sometimes, sometimes I just feel like I wanna say)
(I wanna say, mmm, mmm, )
Cause it looks like another love T.K.O.
(Tired of gettin' beat up by love)
New Delhi at three A.M.
Just arrived by K.L.M.
Left the airport in the heat
In the bus strange people meet
Driving through the starless night
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard
We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods
Precious metals round our necks and arms
We tear it up y'all,
East side gon' back me up, gon' back me up
West side gon' back me up, gon' back me up
South side gon' back me up, gon' back me up
North side gon'
Turn out the lights
Turn up the music
Hold myself tight
It's so therapeutic
Over and over again
It's gotta suffice all the acoustics
I'll make
yay
Dem Boyz got purp, Dem Boyz got haze
Dem Boyz got glocks, Dem Boyz got K's
Dem Boyz got blocks, Dem Boyz gettin paid
(Young Jeezy)
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