Ready

Lyrics

[Intro: Future] Apply major pressure my nigga You hear me? (Off that shit) [Chorus: Future] Money on my mind, can't take it off that shit (off that shit) They got five different iPhones, I only pick it up for that grip (up for that grip) Any time they come around here, nigga, we ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas (pussy niggas) We just get ready (just get ready, just get ready) We just get ready (just get ready, just get ready) A-a-any time they come around here, nigga, we ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas We just get ready [Verse 1: B.o.B] It's Ray Bands and Freebandz, we getting money While you hating, we're somewhere in Abu Dhabi With Arabians G5'in, and with my posse It's outrageous, on that good Jamaican That's right I'm too faded, you're two shaded I'm too greedy, with two ladies Excellence I'm exuberating, I'm finna smash like two potatoes I don't give a fuck, not even two maybes I turn up on niggas like rutabagas I do it daily, I do it daily; that's my swag, you should pay me Ain't that the truth? This is my whip, ain't that the coupe? Hustle Gang, ain't that the squad, bitch, act like you've got a clue While they out here catching feelings, I'mma catch a flight or two I just give her major pressure while she gave me major (hooo! Hey!) [Chorus: Future] Money on my mind, can't take it off that shit (off that shit) They got five different iPhones, I only pick it up for that grip (up for that grip) Any time they come around here, nigga, we ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas (pussy niggas) We just get ready (just get ready, just get ready) We just get ready (just get ready, just get ready) Any time they come around here, nigga, we ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas (pussy niggas, pussy niggas) We just get ready We just get ready (just get ready, just get ready) We just get ready (just get ready, just get ready) A-a-any time they come around here, nigga, we ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas (Oh, okay, okay) We just get ready (Okay, hot!) [Verse 2: B.o.B] Anything they wanna do, hell yeah I'm ready for it Sexy bitch, just throw that back, hell yeah she's ready for it They thought that the boy was stool, now my shit, they're checkin' for it And your girl, she's addicted to it, I think that ho needs Betty Ford All I heard was "that boy's pop", all I heard was "that boy's not" Top 5 on any list, but I've moved up by five slots I'm passed one, high as fuck, I don't see niggas until I look down I've just turned my crib in to the hookah spot, you are now welcomed to the kush lounge So miss me with that fuckery, girl, come here with that suckery Ham Squad, Hustle Gang, that's that Underground Luxury I don't mess with them fake types, I'd ban them all, if it was up to me Even if a bitch was a cashier, still she'd never get a buck from me (Heh-heh) [Chorus: Future] Money on my mind, can't take it off that shit (off that shit) They got five different iPhones, I only pick it up for that grip (up for that grip) Any time they come around here, nigga, we ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas (pussy niggas) We just get ready (just get ready, just get ready) We just get ready (just get ready, just get ready) Any time they come around here, nigga, we ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas (pussy niggas, pussy niggas) We just get ready (just get ready, just get ready) We just get ready (just get ready, just get ready) A-a-any time they come around here, nigga, we ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas We just get ready (just get ready, just get ready)