She wanna let me tax it, but i ain't uncle sam Baby girl this your song Tell the DJ play your jam Keep them bottle coming We gone need about 100 Dem n***as acting tough They can get it they want it All night, all night, Yeah, we gone do this all night Tell them hater-a** n***as we gone do this all night [Verse 1] n***as spending what i made today in this b**h I can buy what i want cause I'm paid in this b**h Man, hating a** n***as throwing shade in this b**h All my n***as get to marching yeah parade in this b**h Hold up…hold …up G-A-N-G, yeah, im a member (gang gang)
Whats this around my neck? (what?) Oh, thats just december …. (Burr) My j**elry cold, my flow colder (yuhh) sh** I use to run them number off the motorola (chirp) Talking' old school, man, that was pager time (beep beep) All my n***as shooting sh**, like they pagers prime (333) VIP, we came in here, and we gone ball tonight (kobe) Baby girl send them bottles over here on ice Ace rat? Never test that Ace back bigger better and I want to get my ex back f** you and your riff riff Brown sugar up in here i need my b**h back [hook]