) Just wrap it up so you don't wind up dead like mamma said Just like mamma said and my mamma said She likes them nice and young She likes them fresh and
dough Let me hear you say aah If you want me, say aah Pocket full of money, club gonna jump 'Til I walk inside the doorway Bottles of the Rose, smellin' like Dolce and
iced out, I'ma cool off Who else but me? And if you don't feel me (Who else?) That mean you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me Get it right dawg, we
[G. Dep] Yeah... Yeah, me and my man's and them We gon' blast off Bad Boy nigga, and we don't stop Come on to the top, blast off Yeah, yo Aiyyo, I take
and you, fuck you and you (You have Jersey, ain't shoot the shit out) Hey yo bitch, you know what I want when I bring my crew (We go Uptown and shoot
handing me Still standing after the trouble remains, it's me If you trying to make it clear and explaining to me And all that negative shit pertaining to me
eyes I break guys, sit back and watch my cake rise It's all about the Benjamins, true, that be the motto Ran out of ammo and started, throwin' bottles Runnin' and
hoe close to me, she sexy Every night is different pussy since my girl left me And I tried to make her stay with me, but I stay busy And her friends
a hit nigga Hot mother fucker down to the skit nigga Game over playa and nigga ya scored low Hit me later young and I'm at the award show Bank account ten digits and
hey hey im in my jeezy watchin tv she call me her habibi while she feedin me linguini left right left right and arab dance poppin right swizz beats busta
small huddle Time to make money and more trouble And we all hungry and all hustle And we all humble, but together we got more muscle And we got dough, nigga me and
let's get this money and act like a damn fool [Rhymes] Fuck it, act stupid and jump in the damn pool (Huh) [P. Did] Bone bitches and me and they man's
'm iced out, I'ma cool off Who else but me? And if you don't feel me (Who else?) That mean you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me Get it right dawg,
niggas that be havin' you blacken and ready to lose it Pushin' lambos and harley rockin' Roberto Cavalli Now I got a new hobby diamonds and tattoos and bodies Watch me
this money and act like a damn fool [Rhymes] Fuck it, act stupid and jump in the damn pool (Huh) [P. Did] Bone bitches and me and they man's cool [Busta
wine glasses, fill em up And lift 'em up, let us toast to the future, here's to us, no, here's to her They wonder how we do what we do Panamera Porsches, me and
westside, cost me 6 c-notes nigga sold it to me so hot call him heatstroke poured all the powder on the table make a ski slope you looking at me young rich porter and
the after party is over And for no particular reason I want you to pull me in closer And tell me that tonight you ain't leaving It's 2:30 and it seems