ฟังเพลงRight Above It

Right Above It (就在上面) - Future Hip Hop Hitmakers

Who else really try'na f**k with Hollywood Cole

I'm with Marley Gee bro

Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows

And I want to tell you something

That you prolly should know

This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow

And uhhh

My real friends never hearin' from me

Fake friends write the wrong answers

On the mirror for me

That's why I pick and choose

I don't get sh*t confused

I got a small circle I'm not with different crews

We walk the same path but got on different shoes

Live in the same building but we got different views

I got a couple cars I never get to use

Don't like my women single I like my chicks in twos

And these days all the girls is down to roll

I hit the strip club and all them b**ches find a pole

Plus I been sippin' so this sh*t is movin' kinda slow

Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go

Now tell me how you love it

You know you at the top

When only Heaven's right above it

We on

It's Young Money motherf**ker

If you ain't runnin' wit it run from it motherf**ker

All right

Now somebody show some money in this b**ch

And I got my B's with me like some honey

In this ditch ya dig

I got my gun in my boo purse

And I don't bust back because I shoot first

Meet me on the fresh train

Yes I'm in the building

You just on the list of guest names

And all of my riders do not give a f**k X Games

Guns turn you boys into pussies sex change

And I smoke till I got chest pains

And you ni**a know I rep my game like Jesse James

Women are possessive and they wanna possess Wayne

I been fly so long I fell asleep on the f**kin' plane

Skinny pants and some Vans

Call me TripleA get my advance in advance amen

As the world spin and dance in my hands

Life is a beach I'm just playin' in the sand

Uh wake up and smell the p**sy

You niggas can't see me but never overlook me

I'm on the paper trail it ain't no tellin' where it took me

Yeah and I ain't a killa but don't push me

Now tell me how you love it

You know you at the top

When only Heaven's right above it

We on

It's Young Money motherf**ker

If you ain't runnin' wit it run from it motherf**ker

All right

Now somebody show some money in this b**ch

And I got my B's with me

Like some honey in this ditch ya dig

I got my gun in my boo purse

And I don't bust back because I shoot first

How do he say what's never said

Beautiful black woman I bet that b**ch look better red

Limpin' off tour 'cause I made more off my second leg

Muhf**kin' Birdman Junior eleventh grade

Ball on automatic start

I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw

Wildcat offense check the paw prints

We in the building you niggas in apartments

Uh n-now c'mon be my blood donor

Flow so nice she ain't gotta put a rug on her

Do it big and let the small fall under that

Damn where you stumbled at

From where they make gumbo at

Kane got the f**kin' beat jumpin' like a jumpin' jack

You know me I get on this b**ch and have a heart attack

Hip-hop I'm the heart of that ni**a nothin' short of that

President Carter Young Money Democrat

Now tell me how you love it

You know you at the top when only Heaven's right above it

We on

It's Young Money motherf**ker

If you ain't runnin' wit it run from it motherf**ker

All right

Now somebody show some money in this b**ch

And I got my B's with me

Like some honey in this ditch ya dig

I got my gun in my boo purse

And I don't bust back because I shoot first