I’m insane, yeah, shit changed
I’m the head of that bank, bank in a weird gang
Make it rain, trick, make it rain
I hold onto mine and buy more cocaine
Off the chain, nigga I ain’t playin'
I get him with the semi, nigga stunt I let it ring
He rap, I rap, but we ain’t the same
He love a dame, I run a train
Canary yellow rocks in my ring
Everything private, my hoes and my planes
Hurry now bartender, more champagne
I shine like chrome ‘man’ terra’s on the range
I stunt when I want, I ain't never gonna change
I go load the wood in my cartier frames
This what happen when a bebe kid
Blow up, I'm on out this bitch
[Hook]
I ball out bottles after bottles 'till I fall out
I stunt, I do it my way
I'm on now, get my money long now
Looky here, nigga, you ain't got it like me
If you don't like me
(Get busy, get busy)
Do something
If you don't like me
(Get busy, get busy)
Do something
(Get busy, get busy)
[Verse 2: Kidd Kidd]
Tell me why you don't like me, my chain too icy
The diamonds on my Breitling striking like lightning
Throwing cake on your wifey, she licking the icing
And uht's not even my birthday
She telling me she love me, I don't wanna be her pimp
Plus your ass ain't 'sposed to be here in the first place
Nah, dance the Ali Key, let me hold some
Look Nigga, cause I know you I don't owe ya nothin'
With your broke ass, cold ass
Type of nigga gonna get wild with no mask
Rider gang thing play the bitch and watch us ball
It's my night, boy, better love 'till mor'
I'm a boss plus walking big balling
Shit talking, Benz parking, rims glosing, clique flossing
Tell the waitress drain the bottles with the towels sparkling
They say money talk, nigga my shit hawking
[Hook]
[Verse 1: 50 Cent] I’m insane, yeah, shit changed I’m the head of that bank, bank in a weird gang Make it rain, trick, make it rain I hold onto mine and buy more cocaine Off the chain, nigga I ain’t playin' I get him with the semi, nigga stunt I let it ring He rap, I rap, but we ain’t the same He love a dame, I run a train Canary yellow rocks in my ring Everything private, my hoes and my planes Hurry now bartender, more champagne I shine like chrome ‘man’ terra’s on the range I stunt when I want, I ain't never gonna change I go load the wood in my cartier frames This what happen when a bebe kid Blow up, I'm on out this bitch [Hook] I ball out bottles after bottles 'till I fall out I stunt, I do it my way I'm on now, get my money long now Looky here, nigga, you ain't got it like me If you don't like me (Get busy, get busy) Do something If you don't like me (Get busy, get busy) Do something (Get busy, get busy) [Verse 2: Kidd Kidd] Tell me why you don't like me, my chain too icy The diamonds on my Breitling striking like lightning Throwing cake on your wifey, she licking the icing And uht's not even my birthday She telling me she love me, I don't wanna be her pimp Plus your ass ain't 'sposed to be here in the first place Nah, dance the Ali Key, let me hold some Look Nigga, cause I know you I don't owe ya nothin' With your broke ass, cold ass Type of nigga gonna get wild with no mask Rider gang thing play the bitch and watch us ball It's my night, boy, better love 'till mor' I'm a boss plus walking big balling Shit talking, Benz parking, rims glosing, clique flossing Tell the waitress drain the bottles with the towels sparkling They say money talk, nigga my shit hawking [Hook] Explain Request ×
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