2011 BET Hip Hop Awards - Maybach Music Group Cypher BET (Ft. Meek Mill, Pill, Rick Ross, Stalley & Wale)
[Verse 1: Wale]
Off rip, I'm a double M-G nigga
Running this shit bet you lil' niggas flea-flicker
Windows down, letting bitches snicker
Got cheap bitches, got cheap liquor
Dropping C-notes on strippers at the casino
I'm making movies: them Kill Bill's and Tarantino's
Lyrically Aristotle, lyrically can't see it
Them bammas can't see the bars, y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite, like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green my nigga: Fred Segal
Ha, okay that 90210 talk
Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards
What you think I flow for? Y'all niggas is old dog
Y'all over the hill like you tryna race a soapbox
And even if I'm broke, dog
I'd rather have no job than no heart
Wale!
[Verse 2: Pill]
Flow retarded, I need to wipe the slob after every bar
Wreck beats daily, have 'em looking like Halle Berry car
Accidents happen when I got the Mac in hand
Mic defibrillator give haters heart attacks in advance
It's M-O-E, so all I need is more chips
Swag stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips
Ugh! Pill hotter than a snotty nose
Body doze, who not exposed, give em karate blows
Liu Kang the way I kick it, bumping Wu Tang
Try to protect the neck, I ? from ya boo thang
Parking lot of the blue flame, flows hotter than butane
If you lame, the only way you hang is like Hussein
See, there's a war going on and I'm the general
And I'mma speak it directly at ya: no subliminals
See, all my life I was raised by a lot of criminals
So all I know is scratching my pistols and my genitals
Off rip, I'm a double M-G nigga
Running this shit bet you lil' niggas flea-flicker
Windows down, letting bitches snicker
Got cheap bitches, got cheap liquor
Dropping C-notes on strippers at the casino
I'm making movies: them Kill Bill's and Tarantino's
Lyrically Aristotle, lyrically can't see it
Them bammas can't see the bars, y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite, like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green my nigga: Fred Segal
Ha, okay that 90210 talk
Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards
What you think I flow for? Y'all niggas is old dog
Y'all over the hill like you tryna race a soapbox
And even if I'm broke, dog
I'd rather have no job than no heart
Wale!
[Verse 2: Pill]
Flow retarded, I need to wipe the slob after every bar
Wreck beats daily, have 'em looking like Halle Berry car
Accidents happen when I got the Mac in hand
Mic defibrillator give haters heart attacks in advance
It's M-O-E, so all I need is more chips
Swag stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips
Ugh! Pill hotter than a snotty nose
Body doze, who not exposed, give em karate blows
Liu Kang the way I kick it, bumping Wu Tang
Try to protect the neck, I ? from ya boo thang
Parking lot of the blue flame, flows hotter than butane
If you lame, the only way you hang is like Hussein
See, there's a war going on and I'm the general
And I'mma speak it directly at ya: no subliminals
See, all my life I was raised by a lot of criminals
So all I know is scratching my pistols and my genitals
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