Got Everything 歌詞
Ay Big Money Heavyweight ay Fresh we back at it daddy Big Tymers summertime boy
See its summertime homie and we born to shine
Cadillac dipped grill with the 9 on line
Keep the ice on packed with the big mack stacks
Rims dipped the same colour as the new Cadillac
See we lace our h*es and smoke our dro'
When we go to the club we go through the back door
With the nine on my waistline
Waistline
Any n***a act up he get that nine to his f**kin' mind
Homie still doing time
Doing time
Son a sack thru his mind
He get it thru the pipeline
Flicks so you see how we shine everybody know stunna so you know I'm doing mines
Its a vision of dreams with Cadillac machines get loot not h*es if you know what I mean
Gotta hustle and grind keep the money on your mind
Summertime all hoods blow up and shine
Got everything they ever built everything they ever made
And on my bed I even got a mink spread
On all my cars gotta have spinning blades
And all my toys gotta have an infared
Six years ago a friend of mine
Said its gon' rain before the sunshine
Some gon' lead some gon' follow
Some gon' spit some gon' swallow
Now where you going where you been
And whats your angle and how you fit in
So this time I made up my mind
F**k being broke its time to shine
Kiss my momma tell my daddy I'm gone
Baby boy on his way to make a song
From a quarter to a dollar to a five to a ten
You are witnessing
The rise of a young black entrepreneur
Spread my wings I'm about to soar
Two million three million n***a I did it
Two billion three billion n***a lets get it
See I'm a neighbourhood baller with the beamers and sprawlers
The broads keep callin cuz baby I'm ballin'
Hood rich s**t with these ghettos and bricks
Stunna back at it ma' with that brand new six
Stunna got that caddy with the bubble eye lips
Fully equipped whips to custom made s**t
Now everything is wet and everything is slick
And everything is paid mannie mink pimp
You scared get the new escalade
The long motherf**ker get the head done in suede
Shining at its best n***a wear your vest
Southern a*s n***a with his shirts and jeans fresh
I like them starched heavy big box chevy
Head till' I'm dead from my ol' girl Debbie
Don't try it buy it if its factory amplify it
Might go nitro ignite it
Yeah I see ya Casey I see ya fam Gilly Mikkey Boo Mike Stone Lac d boy Ceedy
Wop ay Ta I got you girl I'm a hold us down shorty we gon buy us some new private jets
Yeah
Weezy We Young Money Squad up n***a Mannie Freezie Suga Slim Joe and Greg I got us baby
Hold on n***a its all good homie ay Rodney its ya boy its Bird Beezy my Neezy we
Riding for ya Darkchild
In the building n***a yeah ay Tanto I ain't forget bout you n***a uptown we in this b***h
N***a ay ay we riding
Till the wheels fall off n***a guaranteed we won't look back from here n***a
We keeping it hood you know we only know it one way n***a yeah yeah ah