[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I got some k**ers so dont push me cuz Juicy J be on some Mob sh**
Waitin by your door step hot in the bullsh**
If it comes down to it ain't no thang but to do it
Got a vest on, Got a gun that could really do it
You n***as is playin wid real n***as money
Get funny, 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 is a b**h
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Give yo' a** that body work n***a we spraying
Ridin wid three K n***a I ain't talking bout the Klan
This ain't no arcade, n***a so quit playing!
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It's eat time, me and my n***as buffet-ing
Give yo' a** body work that we spraying
Ridin wid three K n***a I ain't talking bout the clan
This ain't no arcade, so quit playing!
It's eat time, me and my n***as buffet-ing
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
You don't know about this life n***a
Earnin all of these stripes n***a
Kilograms, Peter Pans, Pack holders on bikes n***a
Throwin b**hes on flights n***a
They don't know that they're dykes n***a
'Til the money's out and the bottles pouring
They're in the mix that they like n***a
Rose gold all on my wrist
This rolex like devil piss
This daytona illuminate
Yall think I'm talking that devil sh**
It's fifty racks no bezel sh**
Like blood diamonds, it's rebel sh**
Its more guns, its more bodies
We call shots they nobody
They f** n***as they owe prolly
Who's f**in wit me nobody!
When the guns drawn they're so sorry
Sprayin n***as now the Lord got em
Bullets out the barrel make your body jerk
f** Wid my money and i'll hit you that body work!
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[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
Erybody be rap dissin
I catch n***as I check n***as
These goons wid me dont spit no verse
Just limo service dey stretch n***as
Black 'maro 2 S n***a
Couple birds on my neck n***a
Erytime them hoes see me
Dey 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
Lephrachun prolly die for
Young boys thats on my strip
Will k** anything I say ride on
Tell them n***as call us if they're out of work
Cuz we lifting weights but we dont do no body work
[Verse 4: French Montana]
Shout my lawyer all the crazy sh** I ever did
Know we love that KK sound
You know we not backin 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 zo'
Getting blood money tryna put my cuz on!
b**h I'm on fire, got my jaw wired
Sex, Money, Murder... Peter Rollack (Soundview waddap)
Body work, chopper work like a techno song
Twenty thou' a show, I just hope my n***a Max come home(Waveyyyy)
Money fast, diamonds flash like high beams
Make it rain in this b**h Hurricane Irene
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