, 90 fast investigators For flashy cars, the prison bars, menage a trois The playin' cards I swear it's hard, now drop Now drop Drop, drop, drop Now drop Drop, drop, drop
keep it real but it ain't shit for you to tell I smoked so much of this that I can't even hide the smell So drop Drop [x3] Now drop Drop [x3] We marijuana
see, make sure they knowin' it's me (Uhh, they know ya shit) Drop that beat, can't believe that I MC (Haha) Bad Boy 'til the casket drop (Bad Boy) Gotta
Intro: Mase Yo yo, this Mase, youknowhatI'msayin? You got niggaz that don't like me for whatever reason You got niggaz that don't wanna see me rich You
snatch your watch and the rocks out your crucifix Watch how we do this shit, Bad Boy 2Kin it So playboy, what type of paper is you playin' wit See that Bad Boy
Oh yeah, I like this, ladies and gentlemen This all time, the time you've all been waitin' for Let's do it, do it, do it This is a Bad Boy, Flipmode collaboration
to see , make sure they knowin' it's me (Uh, they know ya shit) Drop that beat, can't believe that I MC (Haha) Bad Boy 'til the casket drop (Bad Boy
Yeah, all the ladies say ho, all the hoes say (Ha, ha, ha) Gucci up, here we go A-town, C-post Cut masta swift down ya throat Boy stop, Sir Luscious Left
the feelin' when them things get across Put ya hand out the window, feel the force Feel the Porsche, hit the frost Ice cold, jewels got no flaws Drop
la flare but he didn't spill a drink about her Do you know what time it is Gucci time 15 for every diamond bitch I'm hood rich wealthy and all that there
[Intro:] 1! 1-2! GRRR! [Verse 1:] I had five hundred grams in fifty-fifty-eight bags Four-hundred Benz eight-thousand in cash. Then the ball dropped,
, holla at ya, call me the chiropractor Working like Muay Thai class, could perspire out ya And of course I've been the boss since back when Rocking D Boy
fish (x4) Look at my wrist (x3) Equivalent to10 bricks 10 bricks to the fish (x4) Birdman: See i'm richer than the richest Filthy by my riches Dope boy
all up in my face And it just ain't safe, it just ain't safe safe I'm knowing they want me to catch it in war Boy, boy, I seek and destroy any nigga
shit, and then you fucked up Me buck, me bang, niggas ain't talkin' 'bout them thangs Thugs remain, hang, swang with a click tight claim Come again, now they drop
yahoo.com [Talking] Nigga don't act like you don't know who I'm talkin' bout (Fifty-Cent piece drops on table) [Coinciding With 50 Cent's Intro on 'Get Rich
that will stop him Get his ass focused, once I focus him I drop him Boy you should of known not to fuck with me bitch Brothers like me are makin mortuaries rich
