Built my legacy Drivin' Bentleys, not no Lexuses She on ecstasy Fuck her two times then I left the bitch Not with that extra shit I won't text the bitch, just sex the bitch We young and reckless Pull up with TECS and shit, kill pedestrians I'm on Perc

I can't wait to blow on you I can't wait to blow You shitted on me I, I don't be stressin' these hoes I just pour liquor for niggas, that's it I do not fuck with you though And I can't wait to blow on you 2006, these niggas hated

No fake shit against me shall prosper So its fuck 'em 'til the end And they always gonna hate Always gonna have some shit to say And they don't wanna see you win Yes I came I saw I conquered Yes I came I conquered They don't wanna see you win Eating in

We might have to rewind Fuckin' up my vibe every night Look at this back and forth shit I can't take you blowin' up my line We might have to rewind (yeah) We might have to rewind (ohh) We might have to rewind (uh) Good vibes only Can't be held back for

Why, why, why, why? You say you can't live without me So why aren't you dead yet? Why you still breathing? (why, why?) Then why aren't you dead yet? Why do you say that? Why aren't you dead yet? Yeah, tryna fuck me and my mind up It's a reminder you're a

You know I stay on the grind, you know I bust with that knife You know I stay with the weed, you know I got what you need We gonna end all discussion, we gonna rush the, we gonna rush them Are motherfuckers ready, I said, motherfucker are you ready It's

My faith in you is very comfortable for me My faith in you, baby, is very comfortable for me I'm blazing through Until you're comfortable for me Who you fucking with when there ain't nobody fucking with you? I told you I knew you before you even knew

Motherfucker, I'm gone Motherfucker you ain't my accountant You don't know what I'm doing Focusing on what I'm giving back Man, make better music Fuck preaching on top of the mountain, people can see through it Keeping my name in your mouth, just don't

Y'all really can't fuck with us When you see dem boys 'round your way, holla dammit man! (Dammit man!) (Fuck with us, what) (Fuck With Us, What) Dammit man (Lil Jon), D-D-Dammit man (Pitbull) D-D-Dammit man, D-D-Dammit man When I hit 'em from the back

'Cuz you can't (Ahh-ahh-ahh) get this stuff no more How many times does somebody lie Keep that in mind, when we say goodbye Got me a date with a supermodel. Ha ha ha I know, I know I figured "Fuck it" Dinner at the hotel, champagne bottle Steak and