Yo, the deal, nigga? Ain't pa, we just here and all that Trynna get our head rights, get money right You know I'm sayin', you know how it go another day in the hood (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) Yo, yo
Aiyo, what a night, New York City, heard it goin' Friday night, midnight, Atlantic Slot machines, ding-ding-ding-ding-ding, when ring off Lock the doors, when Ghost just g'd off Cigars, paisley bitches guardin' me safely as we walk to the window The was scared, she asked for my info The manager arrived with two guards, that's an That's the cause, just We talkin' bout 5 million dollars here, ain't Play-doh dough And your read, you gon' slay those lows We got scribbes, Acid, rockin' the show Special guest: Starks / Mark First five bitches went crazy he let them on and in All he did was me in, I got the chargin' Got they and ran through they whole apartment (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
weee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) weee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
When I step into the party, all the ladies to know I'm hangin' wit the ballers, yeah, or my Ghost I can tell you what they say haters, if you to know They say wee When I'm roll in my Mercedes, all the ladies want to Be my Juliet and I can be Romeo If you actin' I can pick another hoe Oooooooooh (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) In the middle of the summer, or twenty below I'm a bad muthafucka, I'm way to cold Let me you what they say, when I'm pullin' off my drawers They say ooooooooooh
Aiyo, My games to party, just to cut up a rug Don't me want to cut up a thug Now play something for D.J., there's nothin' but love Hosted by the ladies who for somethin' to rub When we roll out, we on dubs, rollin' up bud The Unit, we controllin' the club Mamies, shakin' ass, they throwin' it up a B.E.T. commercial, I'm "wrappin' it up"
weee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) weee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)