fancy, huh? Well, aren't you a breath of fresh air? From all these superficial gold digging bitches in here They get a baller, think that they ain't got to pick a
is like the sweetest thing I've ever known Got the gold thriller, Mike Jackson on these niggas All I need's a fucking red jacket with some zippers Super-good smidoke, a
I got a bitch with hair, a bitch with none A bitch with a knife, a bitch with a gun A bitch with a ass big as a TV set And there's a bitch over there,
is yours, my opinion is mine If you don't like what I'm saying, fine But don't close it, always keep an open mind A man who fails to listen is blind
who said that culture couldn't grow from a whim My god there is strength when a cat learns how to swim 'And what is a king' he screamed at the wind A king is
fancy huh Oh you fancy huh [T.I.] Well aren't you a breath of fresh air From all these superficial gold digging bitches in here They get a baller think that they aint got to pick a
in the club, yeah that's that swag walk A fine dime piece, yeah that's what that swag brought A drop top bugatti parked on that asphalt I'm chillin, gold
a trill nigga, street cat A fine young man and I'm very proud to Be able to say that I even know the young fellow But without further a do, because I
we keep it live, 'cuz we keep ours alive For that alcohol is full of, full of surprise That's how we're gonna ball, walk before we crawl This here, this here, is
a baller, baller I like a Cinderella story, but most of the time These nothin'-ass, gold diggin' hoes are fine A nigga frontin', you wanna have sex with a
that P You're just a big freak, you better not complain When you hear these cocktails and you hear your name If you a fake bitch, ain't no thing I'll
through like the first of the month Ain't nothing but a holiday When I fuck my way I'm her worst nightmare, her wettest dream We always do that freaky thing
St. Louis Detroit, it's like Oakland It's a black thing, and I'm a black man To all my brothers in the U.S.A. Too $hort baby don't even play Woofers
L, the A Ice Cube, a nigga that's bigga than a nut 'Cause a bitch is a bitch is a hoe is a slut You say how can I call a women a bitch? It ain't nothing
boy, I'll hang your balls from a cliff Wrapped around a slinky, your a dinky It's an easy task, to the corner 'cause the curb didn't want your ass Your name is
thing (open the door, open the door, open the door) It's an inside thing (an inside thing) like rides that only take the tall
this if a nigga make it rich fuck a girl fuck a woman fuck a freak and fuck a bitch (Chorus) fading Fuck a bitch (bitch) mothafuck a bitch
them big, thick fine girls, diamond-studded belly ring Niggaz who be flippin' that work, screamin' money ain't no thing Car clean, mouth full of gold