[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I got some k**ers so don't push me, Juicy J be on some mob sh**
Waiting by your doorstep, hidin' in the bushes (mhmm)
If it comes down to it, ain't no thang but to do it
Got a vest on, got a gun that can really do it
You n***as playin' with real n***as' money, get fronted
One day you is the plug, next day you're in the dumpster
Couldn't keep it one hundred, you're thirty-two percent
The police got you on a leash, n***a you a b**h
[Hook: Juicy J]
Give yo' a** that body work n***a we spraying
Ridin' with three K's n***a I ain't talking bout the Klan
This ain't no arcade, n***a so quit playing
It's eating time, me and my n***as buffeting
Give yo' a** that body work, n***a we spraying
Ridin' with three K's n***a I ain't talking bout the Klan
This ain't no arcade, n***a so quit playing!
It's eating time, me and my n***as buffeting
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
You don't know about this life, n***a
Earning all of these stripes, n***a
Kilograms, Peter Pans, pack holders on bikes, n***a
Throwin b**hes on flights, n***a
They ain't know that they're dykes, n***a
'Til the money's out and the bottle's pouring
They're in the midst of they life, n***a
Rose gold on my wrist
This Rolex like Devil's piss
This Daytona illuminate
Y'all think I'm talking that devil sh**
This's fifty racks, no bezel sh**
Like blood diamonds, it's rebel sh**
This's more guns, this's more bodies
We call shots, they nobodies
They f** n***as, they owe prolly
Who's f**in with me? Nobody
When the guns drawn, they're so sorry
Spraying n***as now the Lord got 'em
Bullets out the barrel make your body jerk
f** with my money and I'll hit you that body work
[Hook: Juicy J]
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Bad b**hes on deck, n***a
Money, power, respect, n***a
Cop, cook, collect, n***a
You was never no threat, n***a
Everybody be rap dissin'
I catch n***as, I check n***as
These goons with me don't spit no verse
Just limo service, they stretch n***as
Black 'maro 2 S n***a
Couple birds on my neck, n***a
Everytime them hoes see me
They like, "Meek Milly you a mess, n***a"
2 gats, no vest, n***a
Strapped up like i'm a cowboy
Stand tall like that Yao boy
Got a bad b**h, she 5"4
This gold roley thats on my wrist
Leprechaun prolly die for
Young boys that's on my strip
They'll k** anything I say ride on
Tell them n***as call us if they're out of work
Cause we lifting weights but we don't do no body work
[Hook: Juicy J]
[Verse 4: French Montana]
Shout my lawyer all the crazy sh** I ever did
Know we love that KK sound
You know we not backing down
100 drum like, "Hold that doe"
Diamonds flash like Kodak, though
Straight cash, n***a f** that loan
Seven digits on that phone
Money so long, smoke a whole zone
Getting blood money, tryna put my cuz on
b**h I'm on fire, got my jaw wired
Sex, money, murder - Peter Rollack (Soundview, whaddup)
Body work, chopper work like a techno song
Twenty thou' a show, I just hope my n***a Max come home (wavey)
Money fast, diamonds flash like high beams
Make it rain in this b**h - Hurricane Irene
[Hook: Juicy J]