You know I'm cappin' for real Walk around with it for real You wanna bet that my money, for real For real, for real? All of my diamonds for real, different color like Pharrell's Yeah that's for real, for real, for real For real, for real, for real, yeah

I told her how to get money (money) That's my hoe, shawty go bend it over That's my hoe, baby go bend it over We made a mill off a trap phone And we got the key to the streets (key) We got your hoe on a leash (your hoe) And I told her how to get money

I bring them things When I pull up they notice me Come and talk to me like Jodeci But don't you be too close to me Them goons you see, let it go for me I bring them things, I bring them things I call the plug (hello?) he bring them things Mucho bitches,

"Now let me take a trip down memory lane" "Comin' outta Queensbridge" I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners Henessey holders and old school niggas, then I be dissin' a Unofficial that smoke woolie thai I dropped out of Kooley High,

You ain't never been blue; no, no, no, You ain't never been blue, Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes While I just sit here and sigh, "Go 'long blues". I always get that mood indigo, Since my baby said goodbye.

Hope that cosurmyne Just get out of bed and forget it man You're getting ahead of yourself again It won't dissapear Hot spell on the roof I'm on Tryna give in to find someone Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah How d'you do, baby?

'Cause I always have to steal my kisses from you Always have to steal my kisses from you I put into Nashville, Tennessee But you wouldn't even come around to see me You seemed to headin' up to Carolina You know I gonna be right there behind you Now I

I can't explain it, but you're gonna love this So crazy outrageous, simply unstoppable Blah, yeah, simple Honey, I'm a fine boy, no pimples I've done deja-vu with the dimples And fuckin' everybody wants me on their single My mom 44 years with no wrinkles

Na na na na na na na na Yeah, they don't care about you (No future) They don't care about you You don't know a thing about it Hours lost to dawn from dusk Let the music seal your fate Yeah, you can run but life won't wait And what did she hope to find

Me casa, you casa, O I ain't lookin' for no wife I just wanna give dick to ya Hit the club, drink ass on ice but ya hit the pussy good, Am I doing the thing for you? Girl, show me how ya work that thing You make a motherfuckin' thug Wanna sing and baby,