Stat Quo - Billion Bucks lyrics
[Intro] Hey, hey - Most certainly {"LT Moe music, music, music.."} Yeah! Hey, hey - LT you a fool for this one! Hey, hey - Statlanta, Statlanta.. Hey, hey - ha ha ha, I'm my favorite too [Verse 1] This is Zone 3 speakin, Stat Quo stay cheesin On the grizz e'ry day, and night, and season Out here, I ain't leavin, you hatin for no reason Keep b**hin and tongue teasin, them heaters'll start squeezin Have you sick and grievin, dead not breathin Get back, lay down motherf**er now, we even Primetime G'in, him ya ain't seein Mad cause I f**ed yo' b**h, she s** my dick like she was eatin The children's in my region, the city really needs him Cause these n***as rappin, slackin and underachievin Check my brain, know the name, the status I'm reachin Ice you never dream of, while ya all are sleepin Bad girl freakin, all night skeetin Huh, pimp hard, leave the country for the weekend No question, I'm him all season Statlanta, oh yes, the one you should believe in [Hook] Hey, they say I'm doin too much I don't twist in my whip, blowin purp out the dutch (out the dutch) No, shawty pop that clutch Finger up, other hand on my nuts, shawty WHAT? (I'm fresh, dressed, like a billion bucks) Hey (I'm fresh, dressed, like a bil-I'm-I'm) (I'm-I'm fresh, dressed, like a billion bucks) Hey (I'm-I'm fresh, dressed, like a billion bucks) [Verse 2] Is he the street-est of the stret n***as? (Nope!) I ain't tryna be that I'm just tryna get scrilla my n***a, shawty relax Folk off in the barbershop, askin where I be at (where the n***a be at?) f**in yo' b**h while you cuttin hair, n***a buy that The {?} on my badge, GMM still intact I don't snap when I dance, I just snap on this track (c'mon) E'ry n***a tryin to trap on wax, ease back Knock-kneed, I'm me, I won't slack but a scratch I got love for my folk who really hustle for the snacks I don't fire up a match, I know you wonder what I pack Just know it's jet black, fully loaded, buddy act I ain't tryin to be a gangsta but I will co*k it back To defend my folk, I'll be forced to react On some violent sh**, and push your wig straight back It's Stat, dig that, I'm the sh**, them the facts You don't like me when you see me, keep it movin, bad back (AY!) [Hook] [Verse 3] I rep the A from my fitted on down to my feet E'ry time I hit the club I'm goin home with a freak Lames hate me from the side cause I'm who they wanna be Bad b**hes in my ride cause they all know that I'm {"I'm fresh, dressed, like a billion bucks"} Hey {"I'm fresh, dressed, like a bil-I'm-I'm"} Hey {"I'm-I'm fresh, dressed, like a billion bucks"} Hey {"I'm-I'm fresh, dressed, like a billion bucks"} [Outro: Stat Quo] (Hey) Yeah, LT Moe, Stat Quo n***a G, M, M (hey) ha Shady/Aftermath, A-Town A-Town YEA! (hey)