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  • (Chorus: Young Jeezy)
    We getting money over here what it do pimpin
    See you boys tipping but you boys ain't tipping
    Hold up a yeah it's something wrong wit it
    If the money gon' ***** be the ***** on wit it
    (Bun B)
    Don't worry bout what the ***** we smokin over here
    Don't worry bout what the ***** we drankin over here
    Don't worry bout who the ***** was standing over here
    Don't worry bout how the ***** we dancing over here
    (Young Jeezy)
    I'm in a new SS and the tag still on it
    And the ***** *****z hating cause all the hoes on it
    She ask me why I looked so mean
    I said the Benz just boosted up my self-esteem
    ***** I'm the *****t and if I ain't y'all let me think what think
    Matter of fact tell the waitress let me drink what I drink
    ***** think I ain't
    No need to brag
    Man these hoes love Jeezy they just like my swag
    The way I do my thang
    I'm just a young ghetto ***** wit a big ass chain
    (Chorus)
    (Young Jeezy)
    If you feeling like a pimp dog gon' brush ya shoulders off
    I'm trapping lil daddy gon' get them boulders off
    And I'ma teach you how to stunt
    As soon as my *****z roll up these blunts
    She said she like my domineer
    Between you and me I think she's digging my Beemer
    Love the way a lil ***** spit so slick
    Plus she heard I gotta big ***** that's it
    Yeah put it on me girl
    Matter of fact tell ya friends put it on me girl
    Gangsta *****t we got dro in the air
    Bottles of Crist', Grey Goose everywhere
    (Chorus)
    (Bun B)
    I gotta stable full of hoes and a trap full of dealers
    A house full of bloods and a house full of killers
    I'm heavy on the streets with a rep long as old Nash
    I hit a hater wit a heat from a cold gat
    I'm posted up on a corner like a street light
    Making sure the money move making sure I eat right
    Dollar for dollar and dime for dime
    We out here hustle for hustle, ***** grind for grind
    We got them nines in a halfs
    Even them old things grinding on them hash
    Folding for doe mane
    We all in the **** game
    Buying and selling
    You haters buying and telling
    But what is my *****z yelling
    (Chorus)
  • (Chorus: Young Jeezy)
    We getting money over here what it do pimpin
    See you boys tipping but you boys ain't tipping
    Hold up a yeah it's something wrong wit it
    If the money gon' ***** be the ***** on wit it
    (Bun B)
    Don't worry bout what the ***** we smokin over here
    Don't worry bout what the ***** we drankin over here
    Don't worry bout who the ***** was standing over here
    Don't worry bout how the ***** we dancing over here
    (Young Jeezy)
    I'm in a new SS and the tag still on it
    And the ***** *****z hating cause all the hoes on it
    She ask me why I looked so mean
    I said the Benz just boosted up my self-esteem
    ***** I'm the *****t and if I ain't y'all let me think what think
    Matter of fact tell the waitress let me drink what I drink
    ***** think I ain't
    No need to brag
    Man these hoes love Jeezy they just like my swag
    The way I do my thang
    I'm just a young ghetto ***** wit a big ass chain
    (Chorus)
    (Young Jeezy)
    If you feeling like a pimp dog gon' brush ya shoulders off
    I'm trapping lil daddy gon' get them boulders off
    And I'ma teach you how to stunt
    As soon as my *****z roll up these blunts
    She said she like my domineer
    Between you and me I think she's digging my Beemer
    Love the way a lil ***** spit so slick
    Plus she heard I gotta big ***** that's it
    Yeah put it on me girl
    Matter of fact tell ya friends put it on me girl
    Gangsta *****t we got dro in the air
    Bottles of Crist', Grey Goose everywhere
    (Chorus)
    (Bun B)
    I gotta stable full of hoes and a trap full of dealers
    A house full of bloods and a house full of killers
    I'm heavy on the streets with a rep long as old Nash
    I hit a hater wit a heat from a cold gat
    I'm posted up on a corner like a street light
    Making sure the money move making sure I eat right
    Dollar for dollar and dime for dime
    We out here hustle for hustle, ***** grind for grind
    We got them nines in a halfs
    Even them old things grinding on them hash
    Folding for doe mane
    We all in the **** game
    Buying and selling
    You haters buying and telling
    But what is my *****z yelling
    (Chorus)