d's up

juelz santana

you know what i'm saying

rich nigga shit

it's the only way to go

woo!

hey!

foreign

bugatti's

dirty pistol havin' bodies

don't know what it cost i just buy it

she a whole 'nother bitch on the molly

havin' them racks

i been havin' them racks

young nigga playin' monopoly

the devil keep tryna jump all on my back

but i'm the man

ain't stoppin' me

fuckin' that bitch

she got too attached

she won't get a call or text from me

these niggas takin' my recipe

money on the right and the left of me

gossippin' just like a bitch my nigga

i'm in the trap cookin' fish my nigga

you poppin' so fuck it let's hit my nigga

surrounded by dawgs

they pits my nigga

i'm stayin' away from the lames and thotties

i'm bout to get me a profit

i'm swervin' the lanes

my engines is 'rari

48 a 'rari

excuse me pardon

colorful diamonds like i been playin' sorry

look at my bitch she a barbie

double cup sippin' on bar

gotta survive

the coolant it come with the tec

run up your check

then you go buy a patek

watery diamond

drippin' splash

wet

we got them choppers on deck when we boardin' them jets

i can not fuck up the reup

coco

ski up

yeah

i got high paid shooters

i'm tellin' them niggas to d up

drop off

hardball

grandpa got a sawed-off

can't no work be stepped on

none of my niggas gon' fall off

jumpin' out the trees with the ski's

pull up on the plug with the fees

make her pop a perky on her knees

i hook-shot that pot like kareem

championship on my ring

i make my bitches trap out of celine

i put that ice in my watch

mr. freeze

and i'm takin' the p's just to go to belize

{i need that big gun

i'm talkin' machine

these pussy niggas just blowin' out steam

i get it lit 500 degrees

chopper hit everything

bada boom bada bing}

beat the pot with the stamina

fucking your bitches on cameras

i got a bag of that pamela

put it right in the trunk of my tarantula

{that's a spider for you dumb fucks

money comin' by the dump trucks

bodies lay by the dumpsters

it's real mobsters amongst us}

knots

trap out the bando it's hot

fuck it invade the spot

wrist watch

i put the wrist in the pot

i had to seize the lot

{tick tock

bitch still on the clock now go get that money for daddy

whip rocks

soon as my work hit the block fiends line up for the package

i need that money

give me the loot

play with my money

how silly is you?

i go to the dealer

i pick and i choose

i look like mister t with all my jewels

if you try take it

i pity the fool

i take your honey

you winnie the pooh

my niggas got sticks that's bigger than you

can't swim with the sharks

then stay in the pool}

i can not fuck up the reup

coco

ski up

yeah

i got high paid shooters

i'm tellin' them niggas to d up

drop off

hardball

grandpa got a sawed-off

can't no work be stepped on

none of my niggas gon' fall off

jumpin' out the trees with the ski's

pull up on the plug with the fees

make her pop a perky on her knees

i hook-shot that pot like kareem

i was hanging with the dealers then

still hanging with the dealers now

they know i just signed a deal

so they ask how i'm feelin' now

i still run around and them phone calls

pull up

pull the ceiling down

i bought the crib in miami though

had to drop a quarter million now

so

what really talkin' 'bout and new york bring porsches out

i be thinkin' the days

that i was stuck in trail 'til the judge had to toss out it

summertime bring forces out

no socks

with the powder in 'em

got my jewels on and my tank-top

big blunts with the loud up in 'em

skinny bells with the locks on it

soft top with the top on it

master piece with the rocks on it

big broom with a mop on it

extendo clip

put a glock on it

hotbox

got the cops on me

good dope

put a sock on it

try the gang

get popped on it

i can not fuck up the reup

coco

ski up

yeah

i got high paid shooters

i'm tellin' them niggas to d up

drop off

hardball

grandpa got a sawed-off

can't no work be stepped on

none of my niggas gon' fall off

jumpin' out the trees with the ski's

pull up on the plug with the fees

make her pop a perky on her knees

i hook-shot that pot like kareem

Full Lyrics: d's up - juelz santana