Bob - Million Dollar Misfits lyrics

[B.O.B // Intro:] Yeah we finally on, tell the world we on Yeah we finally on, tell the world we on Tell the world we on, tell the world we on [Iggy // Intro:] That's the sh** that I live for (x3) Who ain't stuntin'? Get real, ho Tell the world we on [Iggy // Verse 1:] Living life like a blessing, Aye Tip done made an investment It's Hustle Gang till I'm resting Plus I'm riding round and I'm flexin' Hundred racks for a show runnin' Broke b**hes I blow hunnids You ain't talkin bout no money What you talking bout ho? nothing nothing G.D.O.D. get dough or die we do Powder blue Giuseppe's, Zannoti's, and Maserati coupes To all my b**hes that's pretty and got a body too: Tell 'em throw that dough in the air And go catch an alley-oop [B.O.B x T.I. // Hook/Hook:] I said we kick sh**, big sh**, million dollar misfits Million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits We kick sh**, big sh**, million dollar misfits Million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits Yea we finally on (That's the sh** that I live for ) Tell the world we on Yeah we finally on(That's the sh** that I live for) (That's the sh** that I live for ) Tell the world we on (That's the sh** that I live for Who ain't stuntin'? Get real, ho.) [B.O.B // Verse 2:] I said I said I said I hop in the coupe Then I throw up the deuce I take my city every where I go And that A hat salute You see it's hustle gang bang bang bang My n***as we too hard you can't hang Ain't no candidates round here but this be that murder business campaign See I roll up the ciggy, burning donuts with Iggy Anywhere we land on the globe, we the hottest sh** in yo city Your woman know when we coming she gon' pop up any minute She poppin a**, poppin pillies Might cop a Porsche pop a wheelie [Hook/Hook:] [Iggy // Verse 3:] Okay shinin' all I know, and ballin' all I do Stack the millions winter, spring, and summer, fall I do Falling through, you saw my crew We red carpet ready, b**h, you say you are at 2? Dead fresh, like we woke up on the runway Bad b**h, body bangin like thumbplay Red bottoms no high tops roll sick drops No Hyundai I'm dumb paid Dumb s*uts couldn't get three stacks out of Andre.. They ask me what I want, I ask em what you got Everything, private plane, multi million dollar yacht Got that on my hand dimension On my way to Cabo ... riding suicidal car doors Get money by the carload, YO [Hook/Hook:] Tell the world we on