Lyrics:
gotta respect the fact we gettin' rich
Nigga threw a shot and missed me, threw 'em back and he got hit
Brrrt, brrrt
Went from public housing to a glass
Got ooze in my sauce make da world go crazy
Young Jeezy pack cuz da dope so amazin
Concrete hard comin straight off da pavement
Roamin da earth
might trip
Yeah
I can see her callin' me late at night talking bout boy I need that hit
Yeah, J-E y'all
Don't make me make you lose your composure
ain't y'all let me think what I think
Matter of fact tell the waitress let me drink when I drink
Nigga think I ain't, no need to brag
Man these hoes love
might trip
Yeah
I can see her callin' me late at night talking bout boy I need that hit
Yeah, J-E y'all
Don't make me make you lose your composure
about the fire and rain.
Let me just say it again,
I've seen fives and I've seen tens.
It was a strong hit from the money machine, Sitting on top,
bitch I'm serious
Young, no beard, get soup
Like gumbo with shrimp
Flyer than Dumbo ears is, bitch
And my dawg T was just rockin', ya heard me?
Hit
love,
let me touch ya from da back, hair pullin, hot wax
They won't do it like dat,
they can't do it like this,
they won't tie you by your wrist
And spank
of the week (pop-pop that)
Said I'ma let you hit it, I ain't scared, I ain't shy, it's cool with me (pop-pop that)
I'm lookin' for a thug who ain't scared
approving this isn't an act
So cool look at all ya gifts displayed on the table and shit
Don't let me walk by and forget sticky fingers I got to good grip
[Chorus:]
Where my b****es dat would freak wit me (cum' on let's Ride)
How many my n****z dat would row wit me (cum' on let's Ride)
where my
(Fuck that) got T in dis bitch wit me (yeah)
5th hit the weed (you got all that shit yeah)
I got young money up and now I got my feet up
Toon in
bitch
Straight burn ya body up like a skillet bitch
I turn beef to me meyou, be my fil-let bitch
And ya stomach aint gotta hurt for you to feel dat shit
Uh, Fiji water granddaddy purp
Excuse me I let the semi-automatic burp
Blood game muthaf-cka call me red alert
Young Carter kill in order,who get
for Instagram, get your clout up
Uh, yeah, dat way (yeah), float on the track like a Segway (go)
Yeah, dat way (dat way), I used to trap by the subway
crotchless panties and tight
mini-skirts
Fuck it till it hurts
I'm about to snap
So open up yo' legs and let me feel yo' crack
TWIN GATS, PLUG 'DAT PUSS!!
up) Westside (Zone 1, nigga)
(Hit 'em up) bang motherfucker bang (ye-ye-ye-yeah)
(Hit 'em up)
Me and Jeezy on the back street (ayy)
Choppers in
throwback we sport a jersey by Ali
And if he make one (hell naw dat don't sight me!)
I'm all about my cash ride around wit a nice peace
Ear piece icy they
blue
My second time, your first time
She let me hit on the first night
Foreign cars, muscle cars
Y'all niggas just ain't living it right
Drive fast,
kind foo dat ain't rite
I still repent on evrythang that I did
Let me put my thangs up I gots ta raise me a kid
Baby Goldie gunna hav it jus like
Let's play a game, call catch a bitch
How you play?
Well diss me nigga and catch a fist
You playin'? Ooo, I know you didn't expect
A nigga to catch wreck
Yeah
YSL, Migos, s'geddit
DJ Durel!
Migos, Jeffrey
Man we gotta gotta go, we gon' go go
Brazy on this bitch, let's get it
I'mma go hit him in
to do (Whatcha want me to do?)
Take that shit to the muthafuckin' head. Let's go
[Chorus]
This ballers zone, J's on my feet
I'm on dat Patron, so
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
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