[Intro]
Ayy, bang
Bang bang, bang bang
Sos' baby, Glo gang baby
You know how we rockin' baby
[Chorus]
Ayy, been gettin' money since '08 summer
I been riding Hummers, that ain't nothin', that ain't nothin'
I been getting money, I been spending money, boy
That's lil' money, that ain't nothin', that ain't nothin'
Made it out the 'jects, now I'm on a jet
Still throwing up my set, DJ Khaled, we the best
With Wop on Bouldercrest
That's the way show no stress
That's your bitch, she sure gon' stress
It ain't nothing, it's a test, nigga
[Verse 1]
Pull up in that wet, throwin' up my set
Hot shit, you get wet, nigga, It ain't none of that, nigga
It ain't none of this, what you want with this?
You don't war with this, where ya boys is?
Hit that bank on that Lloyd shit, grown boy shit
Pistol knock your ass out, it be on that Floyd shit
In my lane, bunch of bullshit, I can deal with
Up my pistol, I'ma squirt it at your booty
And ya head, now you're dead, nigga, where ya bread, nigga?
And ya fam, where yo lead, nigga? Yous a dead, nigga
In my hands is some bread, nigga, I throw bread, niggas
When I land in the strip club, I'm the man, nigga
Shawty Lo, I done done, done, done all these hoes
How we roll? We gone come through and stop this show
Let me know where my fucking bread then I'm out the door
Out ya hair, in my fucking whip, they like, "Where he go?"
Ayy, bang
Bang bang, bang bang
Sos' baby, Glo gang baby
You know how we rockin' baby
[Chorus]
Ayy, been gettin' money since '08 summer
I been riding Hummers, that ain't nothin', that ain't nothin'
I been getting money, I been spending money, boy
That's lil' money, that ain't nothin', that ain't nothin'
Made it out the 'jects, now I'm on a jet
Still throwing up my set, DJ Khaled, we the best
With Wop on Bouldercrest
That's the way show no stress
That's your bitch, she sure gon' stress
It ain't nothing, it's a test, nigga
[Verse 1]
Pull up in that wet, throwin' up my set
Hot shit, you get wet, nigga, It ain't none of that, nigga
It ain't none of this, what you want with this?
You don't war with this, where ya boys is?
Hit that bank on that Lloyd shit, grown boy shit
Pistol knock your ass out, it be on that Floyd shit
In my lane, bunch of bullshit, I can deal with
Up my pistol, I'ma squirt it at your booty
And ya head, now you're dead, nigga, where ya bread, nigga?
And ya fam, where yo lead, nigga? Yous a dead, nigga
In my hands is some bread, nigga, I throw bread, niggas
When I land in the strip club, I'm the man, nigga
Shawty Lo, I done done, done, done all these hoes
How we roll? We gone come through and stop this show
Let me know where my fucking bread then I'm out the door
Out ya hair, in my fucking whip, they like, "Where he go?"
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