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(feat. B.G., Turk)
Baby talking
I got that work
(For sure)
I got that work, nigg*
Hustle - death if you hustle with us
(I'll front ya, boy)
'Cause I'ma put that work on your life, lil' one
(too low to hear if you're shined out with a nigg*)
It ain't no secret
Baby
I'm that nigg*, Baby
But my , they call me Atrice
Every b*tch I fk gotta be above average
On another level, nigg* - millionaire status
Just bought two mansions: one in Florida, one in Dallas
I'm a boss nigg*
Buy whatever, don't give a fk 'bout the cost, nigg*
I like to floss, nigg*
It ain't no secret: I'm the number-one stuntman
You come at me wrong, you'll be in the trunk, man
I'm a O.G. shot caller - Big Tymer
Cadillac, Hummer, Jaguar, Benz driver
Thirty-six-ounces-in-the-glove-compartment hider
B.G.
Don't test the water - look, believe B.'ll ride
Baby
nigg*, I'm a millionaire
Tote two guns 'cause I've been there
Lil' wodie, you don't wanna go there
I'm fkin' all these hoes
Mannie Fresh
Y'all better believe!
Baby
And I'm tellin' the next rappin' b*tch what's up my sleeve, wodie
Hook (Turk)
girls say we stunt too much (much)
It's okay 'cause we can back it up (up)
Know you gon' let us do what we do (do)
Rock our Rolie, ride drop-tops, too (too)
B.G.
(Look, look, it's a- it's a- a checkmate, checkmate)
Ain't it a b*tch how I be stun'n - I know, but I can do that
I pull up, top down on a Prowler, they be like, "Who that?"
Common sense should tell 'em it gotta be a H.B.
'Cause don't nobody stunt like them from CMB
Baby had me reppin' since I was in the sixth grade
'Cause wonder how I'm eighteen and already made
I done been through it - from bustin' heads to doin' time
Now I'm on that level to where I got the right to shine
Me and my clique hit the scene - Ree's, jeans, and T's
Wrist, neck, and ears just shoutin' *bling*bling*
We be thuggin' to the fullest - stay handlin' hoes
'Cause all of 'em the same: straight scandalous hoes
I ain't trippin' - they can ride in the whip with a nigg*
But put your head down and donate your lips to a nigg*
Tossin' girls is a hobby 'cause me and my share
Gotta respect that's the life for this Cash Money Millionaire
Hook (Turk)
Mannie Fresh
(What, what, what)
I know y'all sayin', "Look here - what the fk is that?"
A Space Shuttle, lil' daddy - made by Cadillac
Take that other s**t out, and put Corinthian leather
Put a sun-roof top for sun-roof weather
They go, "Whooooo!", when I fly by they s**t
They go, "Oooooh!", you diggity? Just don't quit
I like 'em one short, one tall, one a doll
I like 'em on their head in the bed against the wall
Turbo-charged d*ck slinger...
...p*ssy banger
...pain-bringer
Nasty in-and-out finger
See that girl that you're with - I did that s**t
Any girl that you get, I'ma hit that b*tch
Last year: helicopter playa - hello
This year: plushed-out, pimped-out Space Shuttle
You like gorgeous Lovely, I know you do
And if you're a real hot girl you'll let me fk your crew
For real, though
Hook 2x (Turk)
Turk
Let us do what we do, let us do what we do
Let us do what we do, let us do what we do
Let us do what we do, let us do what we do
(Let us-)
What, nigg*?
Let us do what we do
Big Tymers: B-3, Mannie Fresh
B.G.
Hot Boys
Cash Money
Juvie, Lil' Wheezy
Suga Slim and his b*tch
Lil' Turk
(nigg*)
CMR-a Millionaires, ya heard me
How ya lovin' that?
nigg*, how ya lovin' that?
nigg*, now how ya lovin' that?