[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I'm a true balla Bitch call me melo
Seats on da wood at da finals like hello (hello)
My money how u doin
It's getting jealous cause I keep on addin to it
Niggas get murder cause dey don't know wat dey doin
Bitches get nervous cause she luv jus wat I'm doin
Dez niggas lookin cause dis music wat I'm doin
Keep ya bitches cause da riches wat I'm pursuin
See da phantom on da 4's, I call em new ones
Keep da baddest of da hoes
Look at my new ones
I get new guns, like T.I.P. do
I get bar money
Dats wat da bricks do
[Hook:]
You just do you (and what), umma do me, umma do me, umma do me
You just do you (and what), umma do me, umma do me, umma do me
Wanna see how it's done? Then watch me do me, watch me do me, watch me do me
Wanna see how it's done? Then watch me do me, watch me do me, watch me do me
[Verse 2: T.I.]
Thesee niggas talking cane, but they pockets clean
We spendin money getting money nuttin in between
Chasin a hundred mil ain't gon let nuttin intervene
Respect da hustle bustas gon do dat by any mean
Ay dis I really mean put dis on anything
Dey say I start a lot of shit I say I finish things
Jus like sum dental cream I go in niggas mouth
And like da limousine I stretch a nigga out
Dis ain't watchu want now u betta take a different route
I ain't bankhead bitch nigga wat is dis about
Use to be bound wen u c me oh we dissin now
Ay stop da music listen dude I come get witcha now
But once dem hammaz seen u know it's not a dream
We handlin thangs jus like holla mean naw mean
You hearin sayin dat about me you hearin sayin it
New Orlean niggas in ya face you ain't sayin shit
Money you say u get 30 mil in six yrs
Listen Forbes put me down for 20, dat was dis year
And let's get dis clear (get it straight)
Jus 'tween you and me, dat apology was fa B.E.T not for D.T.P, I'm doin' me
I'm a true balla Bitch call me melo
Seats on da wood at da finals like hello (hello)
My money how u doin
It's getting jealous cause I keep on addin to it
Niggas get murder cause dey don't know wat dey doin
Bitches get nervous cause she luv jus wat I'm doin
Dez niggas lookin cause dis music wat I'm doin
Keep ya bitches cause da riches wat I'm pursuin
See da phantom on da 4's, I call em new ones
Keep da baddest of da hoes
Look at my new ones
I get new guns, like T.I.P. do
I get bar money
Dats wat da bricks do
[Hook:]
You just do you (and what), umma do me, umma do me, umma do me
You just do you (and what), umma do me, umma do me, umma do me
Wanna see how it's done? Then watch me do me, watch me do me, watch me do me
Wanna see how it's done? Then watch me do me, watch me do me, watch me do me
[Verse 2: T.I.]
Thesee niggas talking cane, but they pockets clean
We spendin money getting money nuttin in between
Chasin a hundred mil ain't gon let nuttin intervene
Respect da hustle bustas gon do dat by any mean
Ay dis I really mean put dis on anything
Dey say I start a lot of shit I say I finish things
Jus like sum dental cream I go in niggas mouth
And like da limousine I stretch a nigga out
Dis ain't watchu want now u betta take a different route
I ain't bankhead bitch nigga wat is dis about
Use to be bound wen u c me oh we dissin now
Ay stop da music listen dude I come get witcha now
But once dem hammaz seen u know it's not a dream
We handlin thangs jus like holla mean naw mean
You hearin sayin dat about me you hearin sayin it
New Orlean niggas in ya face you ain't sayin shit
Money you say u get 30 mil in six yrs
Listen Forbes put me down for 20, dat was dis year
And let's get dis clear (get it straight)
Jus 'tween you and me, dat apology was fa B.E.T not for D.T.P, I'm doin' me
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