Fat Joe - Greystone lyrics
[Verse 1: The Game] Wake up in the morning feeling like a G Got them number fours on my feet And the Lakers just beat the Heat Clippers beat the Knicks, think it's about to be a good week Yeah I'm rich forever, you know I got them good seats Now let's hit up Greystone, get our f**in' Ace one Know I'm in the VIP, throwin' back straight 'tron Goons with me 'case we gotta get our f**in' ape on n***a playin' Superman, better have that cape on My n***as pop up outta nowhere, State Farm But I'm cool, and Orator play them Drake songs And bring it back to the west side, play them Nate songs Cause little mama know, we're only in here for one night A week though, and watch out for them wolves Dressed up in them sheep clothes And she don't really club, but I bet that a** a freak though [Hook: Sam Hook (The Game)] We're only in here for one night (a week though) We're only in here for one night (I said a week though) One shot of Goose, one shot of 'tron One shot of Goose, one shot of 'tron [Verse 2: Fat Joe] Round of applause, baby make that a** clap You know your man he a fraud, I gotta have that She want a bodyguard, I'll be her New Edition She pray for Louboutins, must be her True Religion Now I'm lookin' for Taraji and somebody with a body like Chyna Chyna? The one from King of Diamonds who designed her I call her Barbie, pink Ferraris on her birthday And I'mma make sure every day is like the first day She want another round, f** her to another round I don't just beat the p**y, I runs it to the ground Every day another girl and another town I don't just beat the p**y, I runs it to the ground [Hook] [Verse 3: Young Chris] Sunday night, Grey Stone, neck full of gray stones Staring at the crowd, trying to see who I'ma take home Game said "straight 'tron," I be on that champagne b**hes all around us, trying to watch us do the damn thang Shouts out to Joey Crack, chicks like, "oh he back" Welcome to my house party, OG, roll it back Blow it if he showin' that, keep a few loaded gats b**h n***as showin' out, real n***as notice that California lifestyle, f**in' with my n***a Chuck ?, Young Chris, n***a what, all we know is get to it Stack high live it up, f**in' with that Grey Stone Everybody get 'em up, yeah [Hook]