[Hook]
I ball like I'm two-three
b**h I hustle like I'm two-three
I'm on the block like two-three
b**h I'm back, y'all n***as remember me?
I ball like I'm two-three
n***a hustle like two-three
I'm on the block like two-three
Now I'm back b**h, y'all remember me?
[Verse 1: Master P]
Michael Jordan of the street sh**
So hard, showed you n***as how to eat, b**h
Twenty-three on my muthaf**in' pinky finger
Twenty-three million on the mansion, what you thinkin'?
p**y n***a, you gon' stop me?
Fake n***a ain't make me
Twenty-three years old when I got rich
Twenty-three thousand, spend it on an outfit
Versace know me by my muthaf**in' first name
Twenty-three grand, [?] on my f**in' chain
Twenty-three on muthaf**in' Forbes, n***a
Twenty-three exotic cars in the garage, n***a
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Drop from the line, my tongue hang out of my mouth
People rush in the trap, my n***as runnin' 'em out
My lil whoa wanna ball, he keep ski-masking off cars
Holidays around the corner, sold a fake key to his dawg
[?] for the shoot, n***as die on your [?]
See me in that Mpisane, b**h I knock out your noodle
Bought my whoa a Camaro, all my b**hes Sahara
I got that make you disappear money, abracadabra
n***as up in the rafters, it's the Heat verse the Raptors
We sit with the owners, yeah there go those rappers
I don't need no tickets, trap jump like it's Blake Griffin
I'm worth fifty tickets, p**y don't make no difference
[Hook]