Thousand Poundz
(专辑: Royal Flush 2 - 2011)
[Intro:] Arrange my books in order Make up some nice stories to amuse you Make things look smart and easy Shape up the
place, hungry for the
[Hook:] And if I
found a
thousand pounds, a
thousand pounds [x3] [Verse 1: Pill] If I
was privilidged enough find one thousand of that loud pack Distribute it to trusted partners just so they can bounce back Like juvie though, that's a
thousand niggas say they knew me though Random text messages just flexin on how they knew before the
work came That I
would be a
standout like a
search stain Pocket full of paper from prophet after the
percaine The
first game, that I
learned to play was that Tetris Find a
block filled em in and cash out on a
necklace He neckless, if he preaching some wild shit, foul shit Two shots now I'm sitting in cells on some Green Mile shit Perfect this, hustling rationed bustas left with some lacerations Pounds that I've found I
yawned feel like my luck awakened We blunting, a
hundred times ten got me in Came up and I
would be a
damn fool not to win We blunting, a
hundred times ten got me in Came up and I
would be a
damn fool not to win Ok denn [Hook] [Verse 2: CyHi Da Prynce] If I
ever touched a
thousand I
would front a
bag to every hustler in public housing All these fucking pounds and I
would never touch a
falcon Call up my battalion tell em'that I
got them brussel frosting Go buy some rifles for them cowards that be wyling Tryna' run up on us saw that bitch up like a
violin Get hit once from the
big pump, you flip punk About my chips chump, I'm a
chipmunk like Alvin Uh, then I'm back to puffing loud and Eyes cut lower than a
Kung Fu master from Shaolin Then I
fuck a
stallion in my medallion On an island drinkin wine, cutting salmon Hit the
club, make a
movie Robert Townsend The
way these diamonds shining in the
ring throw the
towel in Smiling, thumbing through this cash that I'm piling Singing this Soprano man I
feel like I'm Italian WHAT [Hook] [Verse 3: Pusha T] Yuh, first thousand pounds nigga thought he hit the
jackpot Club polaroid pic, Benz symbol backdrop Bent over redbone, she was just a
mascot Money fan can't cool you off when you that hot Next stop car lot, Coupe with the
bald spot Maseratti grill like a
pig when the
jaws locked Malls shop a
few hours took two showers These two bitches going down like the
Two Towers Too sour you can see it in a
hater's face True cowards so I
keep you in a
hater's place Drop them numbers on the
pounds just to make em' 'scape With the
fake hustlers out I'm just making space These niggas talk a
good game I
just make the
cake Niggas dying over here I
just make the
wake Been seeing a
thousand pounds I
just scrapped the
plate For all the
money that I
stashed they ain't made a
safe