Fifty Yelawolf (Ft. Grip Plyaz)

[Intro: Yelawolf & Grip Playaz]
A dollar fifty... You got change for a soda? Yelawolf and Grip, (yup)
Ay man uh, why you so cheap, Grip?
Cause all that i have is a...

[Chorus: Grip Playaz]
When you see me ridin' Chevy's and spokes
(I ride fifty)
When we fall off in the club with our folks
(I look spiffy)
Wolf how much you got on it bro?
(I got fifty)
How much?
(I got fifty)
How much?
(I got fifty)


[Verse 1: Yelawolf & Grip Playaz]
I'm dressed to kill fresher than most who be dropping bills
I throw a shoelace through my belt and then i sag and chill
Who said that money made the outfit look clean
I walk around like you ain't never seen these polo jeans
Futuristic style, beautiful is in denial
She swear that I'm paid and I'm a fool because i grin and smile
Yep, I got cheese nips
[youth are getting cheese grits?]
How come your groupies ain't runnin' to where all the Gucci is
Yeah, wondering where that gucci is?
Prolly out there where Poochie is
She got it for the low low, but i don't wear that no mo'
I hit that [Charlie Trepos?] like fresh up off the slave boat
He got then Levi's out there fried dyed stomped and laid folk
He got them Dickie's too for them playaz and the girls
So she can go back up to Poochie so she can fresh up her cuz
Then fall off in the club smelling jazzy looking spiffy
And catch a playa at the bar so he can spend bout fifty