"Maybach Music!" Division 1
Bought a brand new loft, $5000 a month
b**h, my sour's expensive, $100 a blunt
Only smoke if it's proper, in the words of the Poppa
Rush his a** to the doctor
Detectives askin' "who shot ya?"
Blocka blocka, on his a** with the choppers
? chicken like soccer
While it's poppin, it's poppin
20 b**hes around us
I just slide her the number
Soon as she hit me, I count her
I canary the pinky, hit her right like winky
Got the club looking cloudy
For the love of the stinky
In a 600 Benz, couple b**hes they're friends
And we just getting started
These haters wish it would end
Brown-nosing these hoes, n***as fishing again
She swallow it all, she drop my kid on her chin
n***as left me for dead, b**h I'm living again
Special shout to Division, they see my vision to win
Know it's a party, when you see the sparkles
They coming on top of couches, b**hes surround us
We blunted. Travel the globe, stop through your town
And run it. So let em know
Tell them hoes tonight we blowing a hundred
Cause we muthaf**in paid ho
And got the green, blow that paper like the haze, ho
Life is a beach, I'm in the sun
With my shades, ho
After the club
We take the baddest b**h and lay low
Hey ho! Hey ho!
After the club we get the baddest b**h and lay low
Hey ho! Hey ho!
After the club we get the baddest b**h and lay low
Maserati dippin, this cost me a chicken
Neck cost me a billi