LYRICS
(Chorus: Young Jeezy)
We getting money over here what it do pimpin
See you boys tipping but you boys ain't tipping
Hold up a yeah it's something wrong wit it
If the money gon' ***** be the ***** on wit it
(Bun B)
Don't worry bout what the ***** we smokin over here
Don't worry bout what the ***** we drankin over here
Don't worry bout who the ***** was standing over here
Don't worry bout how the ***** we dancing over here
(Young Jeezy)
I'm in a new SS and the tag still on it
And the ***** *****z hating cause all the hoes on it
She ask me why I looked so mean
I said the Benz just boosted up my self-esteem
***** I'm the *****t and if I ain't y'all let me think what think
Matter of fact tell the waitress let me drink what I drink
***** think I ain't
No need to brag
Man these hoes love Jeezy they just like my swag
The way I do my thang
I'm just a young ghetto ***** wit a big ass chain
(Chorus)
(Young Jeezy)
If you feeling like a pimp dog gon' brush ya shoulders off
I'm trapping lil daddy gon' get them boulders off
And I'ma teach you how to stunt
As soon as my *****z roll up these blunts
She said she like my domineer
Between you and me I think she's digging my Beemer
Love the way a lil ***** spit so slick
Plus she heard I gotta big ***** that's it
Yeah put it on me girl
Matter of fact tell ya friends put it on me girl
Gangsta *****t we got dro in the air
Bottles of Crist', Grey Goose everywhere
(Chorus)
(Bun B)
I gotta stable full of hoes and a trap full of dealers
A house full of bloods and a house full of killers
I'm heavy on the streets with a rep long as old Nash
I hit a hater wit a heat from a cold gat
I'm posted up on a corner like a street light
Making sure the money move making sure I eat right
Dollar for dollar and dime for dime
We out here hustle for hustle, ***** grind for grind
We got them nines in a halfs
Even them old things grinding on them hash
Folding for doe mane
We all in the **** game
Buying and selling
You haters buying and telling
But what is my *****z yelling
(Chorus)