ready for whatever

you better know when i'm up in the club

that i'm ready for whatever

i'm a g so wassup

just because you see me actin' shining doin' my thing

don't think a playa won't switch'n

get to throwin them things

i'm ready for whatever

i'm ready for whatever

i'm ready for whatever

come on

get up on my level

who am i

i'm fat rat

with the cheese

i'm the one

hater please

in fact bow

on ya knees

i been gettin' money since '93

triple o.g. i don't gotta talk to you boys

make a whole fo' i come through and walk through you boys

i'll put a spark to you boys

this ol' dog bite

i won't bark at 'chou boys

i look good i feel good

i talk like barack but i'm real hood

i check a hater any playa that's trill would

if the hands a shank

don't worry then the steel should

a lot of boughe women

yeah i'm usually chillin'

move around

no time for mail groupie-ism

my money to the ceiling

but act like you a villian

i bet the arm and hammer gonna do his duty with him

banana vision

haters thinkin' the camera's slippin'

gorilla pitman

peel you with that banana clippin'

huh

i make a jacker turn to noodle soup

send a message through the hoops

spin you like a holla-hoop

(i know some boys really mad and can't stand

how a playa keep my money stacks in big rubberbands

but i'm a keep on getting my grands

you don't like it you know i'm a let you know it in advance

then we keep throwin hands)

a hater there

a hater there

i should buy me fuckin' shirt and call it hater wear

but ask me do a playa care

why would i when a gal whisperin' a playa ear?

and she talkin' bout doin' sumthin'

she like you

you always talkin' about doin' sumthin'

the only difference is she for real

you -- you bumpin'

imma really take her to the room and ruin' sumthin'

you won't get me stressed

we will tear this club up and make a mothafuckin' mess

i'm one-hundred none less

now go about ya bizness lil daddy

god bless