the moguls He could ball with the crew, he could solo But I think I like him better when he dolo And I think I like him better with the fitted cap on
killin' 'em) I'd like to congratulate you (You be killin' 'em) Congratulations (You be killin' 'em, girl, you be killin' 'em) And you just came from the gym clothes In a fitted cap
That's eighty-thousand bucks gone Where in the fuck did you spend it? You must have eyes on your back 'Cause you got money to the ceiling And the bigger the cap
all the critics wanna hit it Shit can, now we did it Just because they don't get it But I'll stay fitted New era committed Now this red cap Gets a rap
when they done better blast 'em I be laid back, smokin' bags, playin' Madden You know we tap 'em, middle room, bathroom Living room, bathroom, sit at home cap
execution [Chorus] Had to let you know All the ladies (to all the ladies) I'd like to congratulate you Congratulations And you just came from the gym clothes In a fitted cap
'll want me to do hun? Soften up? So my raps can start to soften up? Shit never that, dog, forever my baretta cat Hittin' niggas in they fitted cap where
Yeah (Ha, ha) Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Get out of bed, look in the mirror, oh yeah Fresh kicks out the box, oh yeah Fitted cap to match, oh yeah, oh
streets so i kno who be talkin half of the nights soulja boi sleep walkin patrone but im grown so i stay on that ex i stay wit a black fitted cap on
against you the movie of the year Cause you slum dawg and I'm the millionaire Their buzz internet and mines in her net Should know I'm winnin that Chanel fitted cap
you stop being a tw**? It's time that you and I sat down and had a little chat And look me in the eyes take off that stupid fitted cap I only say it
And you wonder why I celebrate the trees, cause I;m dope Got my skinny jeans on fresh shirt matchin hat Now you know how I get mo' head then a fitted cap
't a come up, I got the Louis black Hydraulics on the 'Lac, I pop and whoolie that Now we got enough toys to knock the city back Beef and broccoli fitted cap
Air Force 1's and some Dickies I'm from the city where the skinny niggas die Only birds and Nextels chirp in the sky And we ride for the letters on our fitted cap
, I got the money and the power I'ma grab the baby powder, under shirt and white tee My Dickies, fitted cap and white one's that's me A hundred karats