RIP
(专辑: It's Tha World - 2012)
Ya, what's up? That's what I'm sayign though, We gotta hurry up so we can go to the
club nigga, (2 Chainz) RIP We just killed the
club, Drink patron out the
bottle almost killed a
thug When I'm so high, I
can't feel the
drugs Too many haters in here, I
don't feel the
love [Hook:] RIP, RIP, RIP (yeah) RIP (What) RIP, We just killed the
club, Drink patron to the
head, almost killed a
thug (Let's goo) [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] I'm in a
brand new dropped top rari with three bitches Tired of being in middle trial with three snitches And I
hit up every club in your city where niggas at? I
be in every club in the
hood, where niggas at? Pulled up, jumped out stuntin like I
was Baby On my cocaine cowboy shit, like in the
80's Who da nigga think he is? Slick Rick or Danny Dane Think he Rakim or something, look at his chain YSL from head to toe, I'm Dougie Fresh Lookin like I
came to play Mitchell and Ness Any nigga with a
watch like that he need attention Your man don't ball out like that, you need to bench him [Hook: x2] RIP, RIP, RIP (yeah) RIP (What) RIP, We just killed the
club, Drink patron to the
head, almost killed a
thug (Let's goo) [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] I'm gone, don't know where I'm going Pockets on extra big, they on Samoan Got some bad bitches off in my section, just let some more in And every nigga that came here with me, kick your door in Roll up, pass it around like we Jamaican Whole pounds strapped up in this bitch like we so Haitian She got good head, good brains, good education I'm drunker than a
mother fucker heres the
situation 1: 45 AM the
knob broken, by the
time a
nigga get to the
crib the
mall open Man the
nerve of this high ass bitch, she on the
molly She said she want me to call her Ms. Berry, she think she Halle [Hook: x2] RIP, RIP, RIP (yeah) RIP (What) RIP, We just killed the
club, Drink patron to the
head, almost killed a
thug (Let's goo) [Verse 3: 2
Chainz] (2 Chainz) Got a
pocket full of dead bread Attached to your girl like a
jpeg Party scene turn to a
murder scene Keep shittin on niggas, need potty train Turn up, colligreen I'm on gasoline and I'm on that promethazine Life ain't nuthin but a G
thang, switch lane, get brain Hand down her g-string I'm the
type nigga that's built to last You fuck with me, I
put my foot in your ass I
got a
million in stash, I
stack my money so tall That you might need a
giraffe, when you was counting this cash, nigga [Hook: x2] RIP, RIP, RIP (yeah) RIP (What) RIP, We just killed the
club, Drink patron to the
head, almost killed a
thug (Let's goo)