Bitch, I might be I promise you ain't met a real one like me Girl, I think I might let you be my wifey Put some diamonds on your neck, girl, have you icy Or I might just spend a check, I'm still deciding Ooh, I see niggas hatin', they wanna be like me

I'm a beat it up He can lay you down But I'm a beat it up It's 4 in the mornin' She callin' my phone She wanna be grown We gone get it on She said that she lonely Cause hes never around

How you let a nigga in the feds out do you Your pockets in the red and I don't wanna talk to you If I ain't a millionaire then my lil boy can grow a pussy If Guwop ain't bout his business then Popeye must be a sissy And if you ain't getting money I don't

Lately, I've been hangin' by myself Fuck 'em all, don't need nobody else (fuck 'em, my dude) Fuck 'em all, mane, throw 'em in the gutter, mane I never trust 'em anyway, I killed their brother, mane (rassclaat) The plug, he keep on bringin' in the mouth

My money machine, my money machine, my money machine Go beep-beep Money machine, my money machine, my money machine My money machine, money machine, my money machine My money machine, my Florescent lamps in my crib Providing life for my seeds I'm a get

Took a shot of D'usse now I'm missing my woe Got money for bail I won't stay in jail Always stay on 10 like the 6 and the 4 I still can't believe he won't be hitting my phone And I said one time, one time for the real ones (for the real ones) Why they

I swear that I changed (changed) I don't even rock the same chains (nope) Me and them not in the same lane (nope, skrr) Swear that I've changed (yeah) I even ran into my old hoe So, I told her I changed (I changed) And the number just changed (and the

I'm hearing shooters loading pistols while I'm brushing my teeth I get so many death threats it's getting normal to me But I bend don't break, I don't ask just take Black gloves, black tape and I don't play nor pray Wake up and take a piss, I hear 'em

You get one shot, don't fuck it up, turn to my enemy I can't feel your vibe if you telling lies, that's not my energy Girl, that's not my energy, so get the fuck away from me I like good girls, these bad girls, they not meant for me (nah) I like good

Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air Swizzy, need y'all to take y'all rags out, man, T.I And let it swang, swang, swang, swang Let it swang,