E.S.G. - Luv it how You get It lyrics

(*talking*) Put the talk on the beginning right now, iight And then it just gon keep on going, to the next one Short Dog in the house, f**ing with my n***a E.S.G That's right, we love getting this money It's all I think about, how the f** I'ma get paid b**h [E.S.G.] Making my mail what the hell, whatever I say gon be pure E.S. Short with 2G, we floss a Bentley Azur Toss my lure ain't none purer, hooking like a fiend baby The platinum bling baby, turn on the screens baby Seven figga team baby, who's as bomb as that DTS be the Lac, we signing Shaq contracts Ninja bikes with blue lights, we spinning em cuz Young Don draped in Sean John, we millennium thugs Drive my wide body wreckless, in Texas I got the best flow So much ice up on my chest, look like a chubby Eskimo Wreckshop be the team, sticky green wherever I go Say D-Reck let up the wings, on the new Diablo Tell Pablo, I got work all through the Dirty 3rd They love sipping syrup, and doing the dirty bird Park my 20's on the curb, when I fall through Justice Freaky tales of moving yayo, but making mail is the subject [Hook] (cash money, feddy or chips) Short Dog baby, I make em work them hips (cash money, feddy or cheese) E.S.G. or Cedric Sosa, dropping c.d.'s like they ki's Do you get it how you love it, do you love it how you get it Taking 36 and whip it up, and bringing back 60 Do you love it how you get it, get it how you love it (freaky tales of moving yayo, but making mail is the subject) [Too Short] Uh-huh I love to get it all the time, get mine Pimping hoes all the time, spitting rhymes I catch a flight, from ATL to H-Town The whole United States, is my personal playground I wake up in Texas, go to sleep in Cali In a brand new Benz, buying weed in the alley Thirty minutes later, like a true player I'm in a high cla** restaurant, dressed like a square With a stuck up, light skinned long haired b**h She ain't gold digging, she just gone on this dick Buying me gifts, I'm on Christmas list It's just because the way, I spit this sh** I said f** my birthday, f** a holiday If you wanna be with me, b**h you gotta pay This ain't no free ride, you ain't on vacation This is real game, this ain't Sony Playstation [Hook] [E.S.G.] I'm talking twenty bedrooms, five car garage Full house of endo, two gallons of bar Southside superstars, we fill up ki's in the spa Robber skit watching flicks, from the screens in my car Bout to crack the concrete, eight 15's beat Me and my playas out in Vegas, in the Don King suites Roll a deck full of freaks, they wanna meet Cedric Sosa Last Christmas I went out, and bought my niece a roller coaster Know the FED's are 'pose to, think I'm still serving d** Cause of the church stained windows, and new Persian rugs Marble flo's marble tubs, phone taps and bugs Superbowl in Atlanta, at Chilly Mystrug Now-a-day's we be dealing, with money and power Drop vets Eddie Bauer, got Denalis and Prowlers I'm the man of the hour, selling flowers for riches When I die I wanna ride out, in a hearse on switches Embarra** snitches, like a Texas A&M bonfire Hell with a Blair Witch, I tear up sh** by the go pire Young Esquire, wise guy extroardenaire In the Forbes 2000, you best believe I'm in there getting my [Hook]