Waiting On Me Godfather of Harlem (Ft. BIA, Giggs, Swizz Beatz & YG)

[Chorus: Swizz Beats]
I got some customers, they waiting on me
I got some chicks, they be waiting on me
I got some haters, they be waiting on me
I'm never on time, so they waiting on me
I got that cook up from the kitchen, man
I got that cook up from the kitchen, man
I got that paper from the paper bands
I keep my money in the rubber bands

[Verse 1: YG]
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
No favors, it's pure white, fuck a hookup
Moving weight, no pushups, they know where we at
The block where the junkies double back for the double sacks
We going Chef Boyardee with it
We talk grams, ounces, pounds, that mean business
We going Chef Boyardee with it
We talk grams, ounces, pounds, not the wee business
Got that Bobby Brown, got that white
That nose candy have you right
Penitentiary chances, playing with your life
So when them cards get dealt, play 'em right
Pack it, ship it, then put the money in the safe
If they kill me, fuck it, put the money in my grave
Hold it down, make sure the operation run the same
Just never mention the game, game