im just a man, tryna get my hustle on
tryna feed,
excuse me,
theres a glass on top of the mother fucking piano bitch,
and get the fuck on,
check this tinkle out, bad as a mother fucker with my fingerz,
ladies and gentlemen,
boys and girls,
mamals and cats, dogs chickens, ducks and all that in between.
ya, ya,
ya ya ya ya
aye, aye, a aye
fr fr fr fr fresh
mannie fresh in this mother fucker.
government muscle nigga, whats hapnin,
diamonds in my braces shine like a codak flash,
its motivation for dem freaky hoes to show dat ass, nigga,
ipop tags on a throwback fast,
nigga please im wearn these when i cut my grass, freeze,
all u niggas wana touch my cash?,
the 40 cals in the stash,
and when i touch i blast
televisions in the dash
suade roof in the coupe,
im the 1 nigga dumb niggas knew was the truth,
and dem dumb niggas i aint done proving it to,
come wit a click of gorillaz like i hunt at the zoo,
i gotta bitch to pull bitches like she one of the crew,
now a bunch of broads in the back bustin it loose,
doit free for me n charge you a hunid or 2,
top floor of the presidential whatta wonderful veiw
yea im rich but i aint talking,
i live like this .
you couldnt get water outta forsets as clear as my wrists.
pimpin u aint heard the latest?
its the best of the best,
young pimpin on a record wit fresh,
we drive chevys fuk mercedes,
i got the new cl v12, n got in the blue ss,
and im leaving wit ur ladyy,
i gota beautiful bitch persuing ur bitch
next thing u know ur loosing ur bitch,
give it up im the greatest, im the greatset, imthe greatest pimpin im the greatest.
(verse 2)
its been a long time since ur seen a nigga like me,
in a pair of gucci sneakers, jeans and a white tee,
extravagant, outta control i mite be,
but i make 50k on the road a night g,
rocks in my rings big as cubes in ur ice t,
use to dream bowta benz now i own like 3,
i gotta wine colour v,
with the wine colour feet,
and reclinable seats,
i aint lying ima beast,
u can tell im gettn money how i shine in the streets,
blowing on the the best dro u can find in the streets
rappers wasting their time if thy tryna compete,
their record sales declining when mine hit the streets,
i got the fine freaks staring, cause my time peice glaring,
when the light hits the carrots got their eyes looking chineese,
ull run urself ragged,
just tryna out shine me,
no matter what u do ur 2 steps behind me.