I'd rather not talk about it just do that shit Got these niggas saying yeahyeah he do that shit Got these bitches saying yeahyeah he do that shit Hit a lil nigga with the Ruger What what what what what (ayy yeahyeah yeahyeah) What what what what what (ayy yuh yuh) And

I'ma millionaire with you, with you, with you It all feels so right to be living it up for two So that's what I'ma do YeahYeah I'ma spend it all Like there's no tomorrow Windows to the walls I'ma get it for ya In all of my life, I've waited for someone like

Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh That's a small face, uh, this a big face, uh Gettin' bored with this money, count it all day She can't see my room, fuck her in the hallway (yeah) Because it's the last ride ever gonna That I'm ever gonna

I know what we need right now 1942 Tequila, that's all we need right now There's only two shot glasses babe And I know what we need right now Oh, get sexy for me I know what we need we need 1942 Tequila, yeah, yeah A little bit of, a little bit of liquor

Gotdamn, that bitch lit She said, "I don't smoke, I don't sip I do blow and that's it" Do a couple drugs, have a ting slide She gon' bust it open, let me inside If I was normal, woulda been died Fight night next to Puff, sitting ringside YeahYeah, and this

That's what we on now! Yeah, so you might see me wit uh.. 87, rusty. I been on that but uh... you need ta get on that. Holler at cha mang. Still throwin' beer cans in the gutter mang, flick a parliament, hub cap ornament. Deer head on the wall it's a

I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah The only time I'd ever call you mine When

(Ooh, make me bad and I don't know) But that's what I like about ya (Ooh) That's what I like about ya (Ooh) Yeah, that's what I like about ya YeahYeah, that's what I like about ya I tried to fight against it, shut out what all my friends said I keep letting

I dropped the ball, yeah I fumbled Oh, that's probably why you're never here All my diamonds cold like cold soda Oh, yeah, yeah That's probably why you're never here I'm mature enough to say it I'm mature enough to own up to it

It's okay to cry, just rain on me, yeah (Just rain on me) I'm sorry I didn't answer I didn't answer 'cause I was busy, what else That's why I didn't answer How about I just call you next time? Why is it that when I don't answer You think I'm with