P Money - Red Alert lyrics

[Verse 1] CLS, all black Mercedes Dippin' through the city, you know I attract them ladies Lookin' for a good time, yeah hell of a good time Mostly I'm 'bout my paper, you know I can rhyme You can tell when a mack's broke, but nope Nope I ain't tryna be broke so I match broke for dope And I don't mean that sh** in your veins But you will lean forward if I sh** in your brain You know it, you should get your act together You and your whole crew get smacked together Whatever, it's a new choice option Automatic TECs don't dance when they pop Stop jockin', get a life Or get an autograph, you not gettin' it right You just gettin' 'em tight, boy I'm so dangerous Now I got enough money I can aim the fist And fire, and fire Put that word out you've become work for hire Lookin' for your 9, pushin' an '05 Lookin' for your brain, goin' out of your mind Yeah it's a new day, yeah it's a new time You got a new chance, now get on the line Fine [Interlude] This a Duck Down session and we what now reppin' Buckshot, [?], P-Money, what's funny? It's a red alert [Verse 2] Ring the alarm and I came to bomb it Do the impossible like I'm Obama All types of problems from broke to rich Back to broke, back to rich, one hell of a switch Damn, lookin' at the rap statistics Sure lucky if you get one lap in this business All I hear is what happened to his sh** I ain't answered, that is what happened to business Everybody dropped in today But the question I ask is who's droppin' the pay? Better give my money... or you the type to freeload? Free download, it's all the same sh**, I know Social network Cause when I put my neck to work you so shall get hurt Face the facts You the type to face the book so you face the bat Crack, crack, it's a whole new habitat If it ain't Buck, what you rappin' at, boy? [Outro] That's a red alert It's a red alert It's a red alert It's a red alert