we fuckin'

Singer:banks, lloyd

ten years later tens feel like change

take cover muthafuckers gon' feel my rage

shit i'm droppin all this heavy

bought a real life plane

in 50 cities

bet they get the steel like james

i get silly

everything cool calm i'm witty

mean a knock half off coupon ya feel me?

these bitches on call they could have a ball

ego so tall make my haters look small

teterboro boy

truckin' when the snow fall

he's no lover boy

fuck em' till they toes curl

got your later rob

but you can have her back

she ain't got no job and i won't have her back

euro keying

european

out of my habitat. catch a contact

steaming on that magic pack. this the coolest nigga breathing

not the average rap. money stacks through the ceiling

back to back!

let the reign begin

we came here to spin

and i'm riding benz

you can bring your friends

here we go again

i just met shorty tonight and we fuckin'

i don't even know her name but her body off the chain

and i'm trying to show her something

imma end this champaign and throw all this money up in the sky like its nothing

there's a master mind behind these eyes. sure thing

knew i'd make it back in '95

'94 '93 maybe '92 nigga we ain't even

you couldn't tie my shoe

frozen neck

fuck respect. loaded tech

no respect for the rival crew

times is hard and you strugglin' nothing i can do

survive or get slaughtered by somebody's boo

you couldn't leave me

i switch gears easy

my chick look like a model and your chick. i don't plan on falling back

you got the 6 still see me

options in every city

in case a chick try to tease me

i'm killing in the worst way

drilling on the first day

mami said she shoot

imma hit it till she squirt

since my first days

polo what my shirt says

now look at all this cake

its starting to feel like my birthday

Lyric Context: we fuckin' - banks, lloyd