[Intro: Young Nudy & Gucci Mane]
Do something to make me feel good (1017)
Only thing make me feel good is a body (Yeah)
I like money (Me too)
But I'm not havin' materialistic thoughts (Huh)
(Damn, COUPE)
[Chorus: Young Nudy]
All my life, I'm chasin' money, and so I'm havin' my way (Havin' my way)
All my life, I was chasin' money, so now I'm havin' my way (I'm havin' my way)
And these bitches on my dick, tell 'em, "Come get a taste" (Come get a taste)
I'm a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way (Came a long way)
I was packin' pistols every day, check out my status (Check out my status)
And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats (Check out my karats)
And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon' blast you (Say they gon' blast)
Man, this shit will get nasty (Shit will get nasty)
[Verse 1: Young Nudy]
Yeah, sticks get to clappin', they don't want no smoke (Ooh)
Niggas always callin' po-po when I kill they folk (When I kill they folk)
And you know they gotta free one of my dawgs on that death row (On that death row)
On that death row (Oh no), yeah
Y'all niggas really don't know what we done been through
The shit that we done done just to get here, man, you wouldn't knew (Man, you wouldn't knew)
Uh-uh, gotta keep it low-key in these streets, always packin' heat (Yeah)
And I know these niggas work with 12, they the police (Workers)
Man, you know that shit get under my skin, hate the police (Hate 'em)
Guess we wasn't raised the same way, he don't know me (He don't know me)
If you think you tryin' the Big Slime, got to show me (Got to show me)
Hoin' them, it ain't no ho in me if they didn't know me
Do something to make me feel good (1017)
Only thing make me feel good is a body (Yeah)
I like money (Me too)
But I'm not havin' materialistic thoughts (Huh)
(Damn, COUPE)
[Chorus: Young Nudy]
All my life, I'm chasin' money, and so I'm havin' my way (Havin' my way)
All my life, I was chasin' money, so now I'm havin' my way (I'm havin' my way)
And these bitches on my dick, tell 'em, "Come get a taste" (Come get a taste)
I'm a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way (Came a long way)
I was packin' pistols every day, check out my status (Check out my status)
And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats (Check out my karats)
And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon' blast you (Say they gon' blast)
Man, this shit will get nasty (Shit will get nasty)
[Verse 1: Young Nudy]
Yeah, sticks get to clappin', they don't want no smoke (Ooh)
Niggas always callin' po-po when I kill they folk (When I kill they folk)
And you know they gotta free one of my dawgs on that death row (On that death row)
On that death row (Oh no), yeah
Y'all niggas really don't know what we done been through
The shit that we done done just to get here, man, you wouldn't knew (Man, you wouldn't knew)
Uh-uh, gotta keep it low-key in these streets, always packin' heat (Yeah)
And I know these niggas work with 12, they the police (Workers)
Man, you know that shit get under my skin, hate the police (Hate 'em)
Guess we wasn't raised the same way, he don't know me (He don't know me)
If you think you tryin' the Big Slime, got to show me (Got to show me)
Hoin' them, it ain't no ho in me if they didn't know me
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