| Say man don’t you own me some Euros, or some Pounds or something
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| I could of sworn I let you borrow some international money
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| At that McDonalds overseas Man!
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| It’s all good we got passports to get in
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| Respect my turf in the underground circuit I’m like the owner
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| But I let others borrow it, you can call me the loaner
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| Want that back, I’ma empty and give a rapper a told yall
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| Show my dough at his show and take it right back when it’s over
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| Plus my price on my Bentley is flawless you be the voter
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| You can vote for me and convince a friend, yall can both be promoters
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| Who of known that my movement was about to bugle like soda
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| Should of known, the minute I sign the deal it was over
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| The Smell of softtop is out, wake you up from your coma
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| Want to go international? |
| I’ma take you there from the coner
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| Yea… money's like grass, Ain’t got the loot for the grower
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| You can trust that I’m the one that brain feels like Homer (doh!)
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| Never really been good in poker, but I’m the opposite of joker
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| If he choking, then I’ma choke him like a smedium choker
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| If you think I won’t stop him, I got a show like Opera
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| I get off and leave an impression on him just like a sofa
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| You ain’t even the mini me, mini mouses with many houses ¿infemening?
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| many blouses
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| Yall boys better get me out this, more than I’m in
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| I heard that failure wasn’t an obstacle
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| I put two shots and fill yall, and I yell out failing is impossible
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| Telling me what they finna do, gonna do, what they gots to do
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| Live from the G-5, that noise that you hear on top of you
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| Top of you like the cops will do, …when you resist arrest
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| I ain’t tired, so I don’t sleep, I just resist arrest
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| Pop the CD inside your deck and just resist arrest
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| Cuz another is just another nigga, this is the best
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| And I don’t two-step partner, 10 vehicles dirty dancing
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| Let me know when I’m major pain, soon as I step off the Phantom
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| Thinking it’s Flavor Flav when they look at the mansion
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| Ain’t got to be cute, I got loot, so they accept me as handsome
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| And I’m close to the edge, I’m near the cliff like a hugstable
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| Just like Cliff Hugstable, you’ll need a doctor adjusting you
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| Pull the floor off from under you, like the ish was adjustable
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| And I hope that you falsifiers can afford a deductible
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| And I couldn’t tell yall nothing but other rappers and their deals
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| But I got that fire, they false alarming with day-drills
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| I just got paid and holla at Johnny
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| Got a brand new chain, with the block stunning
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| On the fresh set of swangs, making that money
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| And I’m sitting sideways, sideways, sideways
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| With my trunk going boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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| You hear my trunk going boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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| (Ultimate Victory… March 27)
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| You here my trunk going |