Philthy Rich - Get a Load of Me (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus: 211] Two seater, trynna get 'em both to go with me Presidential Rollie, tell them b**hes "vote for me" Champagne-in', campaign-in' she all over me On the set, wait 'til she get a load of me (load of me) Load of me, b**hes get a load of me Get a load of me, b**hes get a load of me Presidential Rollie, tell them b**hes "vote for me" On the set, wait 'til she get a load of me (load of me) [Verse 1: 211] Get a load of me, g-g-get a load of me Yellow gold rosary my earring cost a quarter key Quarter pound roll with me, she just wanna roll with me Hit a couple times now she actin' like she go with me Throw her in, throw a DUECE, oh that's just my side hoe Thirty bands for that time piece, so that f** sh** I got no time fo' (nahhh) A7 the Audi, hit the gas and I'm outtie (gone!) All hunnits I'm countin' if it's no limits I'm 'bout it Full clip and I'm loaded, drunk as f** and she rollin' Presidential that Rollie, I'm campaignin' she votin' Ronald Reagan I'm that dope JFK with my top back I'm gettin' money, I'm f**in' hoes I f**s 'er hard and she like that [Chrous] [Verse 2: Philthy] I say now broke b**h get a load of me This Maserati, make 'em notice me This white ice in my rosary and I'm True'd up like I'm 'posed to be My young n***a – he locked up He just called her a 2-11 Sin City to Inglewood, shouts out my n***a 2Eleven Just slide through, I'm in the hood That's one place he can't be He talk about it but ain't about it Just pull up and you will see A real n***a since day one, fake n***a I ain't one Sin City where the heat from I knock em down with that kick drum You better get yo money up These rap n***as don't wanna beef I supply the funds, I supply these guns Then have these n***as turn up the heat Them other n***as just animated, these bad hoes infatuated I tell that b**h to get a load of me then pa** back my Jordan n***a It's Philthy [Chrous] [Verse 3: Ice Burgandy] I'm what you call a line, I'm a pills person Got my own line, secret service Do my damn thang, campaign She don't see me buy barrels in bank page Red bone, got a red bottom Four hundred dollars got me in Prada 'Nother hundred dollars [?] Tell them b**hes they better vote for me She my girl, you trynna hold for me? [?]...wasn't in the kitchen b**h you know it's me I'm filthy rich, I'm a LiveWire Sharp as f**, barbed wire Pull up in that same two seater, you got [?] b**h [?] I bet them b**hes notice me, I got four b**hes trynna roll with me I keep that sh** ganstga and b**hes on me like they supposed to be I paid 50 pounds of [?] for the new Rollie Ice down to the crown I call it Midget Mollie [Chrous]