Reborn
(专辑: 5 And Better Series Vol. 4: 4.30.09 (Happy Birthday) - 2009)
We ain't talking money what we talking about? (Nothing!) If we ain't talking money what we talking about? (Nothing!) If we ain't talking money what we talking about? (Nothing!) If we ain't talking money we ain't talking Yeah I'd rather be gleaming, so I'ma keep on winning Now my buzz through the
ceiling, it's feeling like the
beginning Your games you're quitting, get in where you fit in Doe don't make itself and I'm addicted to spending Cool and humble out the
jungle at the
same time Too many niggas swagger jacking had to change mine Fog arenas up, like LeBron at game time Foreign pedal pushing, while you're pushing on a
train line They say I'm the
next one, heard it through the
grape vine Magic when my vocals hit, murder over base, I'm Terrible with temper don't go looking in my face wrong Burner on my waist line, send your ass to space, time Flies when you get money, it's slow without the
doe And I
ain't never been no dummy, won't fall over no hoe I
be splurging when I'm shopping, copping all over the
store If I
holla and she stopping, I'll be popping in some more I
been all around the
world, your block is like their block Your city's like their city, when I
tour I
bring it with me Hennesy, Bacardi, Moet pouring til I'm dizzy Baby call me when you're caking, cause I
money making We ain't talking money what we talking about? (Nothing!) If we ain't talking money what we talking about? (Nothing!) If we ain't talking money what we talking about? (Nothing!) If we ain't talking money we ain't talking Man, I'd rather be gleaming, so I'ma keep on winning Now my buzz through the
ceiling, it's feeling like the
beginning Your games, you're quitting, get in where you fit in Doe don't make itself and I'm addicted to spending Nigga I
ain't with the
chitter, miss me with the
back and forth Professional spitter, crispy in a
platinum Porche This is what they need to knock their package off Pack the
club then pack the
truck up with Manhattan whores One is into fashion, the
style she got ain't at the
store Couple hours pass, baby girl was out her drawls I
had to fuck her cousin she shake it like she work at Sue's Cell still buzzing and I'm bouncing if it's worth the
move I'm super fly, you little niggas Irkle smooth BVs hell of iced out, white, yellow, purple jewels I'm overseas you ain't even got a
visa One switch for the
switchers, fuck you I
don't need ya Man, your bitch looks like a
creature, and mine's a
Mona Lisa A
work of art walking still hit it and release her A
creeper, strung out is how I
keep her The
mountain's where I
leave her Then I'm on to the
next, hauling baguettes