Lyrics

[Verse] It's the Walking Chandelier The man in here, no cans of beer Just champagne, I hand it here I bossed up, I planned my year Just toured down Lenox mall, and I had some fans in there Then, came back to the D, they showed me love, I landed here When I throw the ice on, I open up a can of fear 'cause they scared to get they hoes took Soon as when they hoes look I'm ballin' like a no-look, can do this shit with no hook Your bitch got a list of niggas she fucked, I'm in your hoe book Know what? Let's talk about some other shit How I'm worth a couple bricks, and you be on the sucka shit? I'll take your mouth and muzzle it You talk too much, "HBK, you floss too much" Ain't shit to me that cost too much, in this boat - no Nautica Audemars, I wear the Rollie, whip a foreign like it's stoley Water on me like it's holy, 'bout to cop another trophy Get the fuck out if you comin' just to get to know me If you love me, better show me Show that ass, you better for me Fake and phony hoes get passed 'round, I take the homie Told my jeweler, "Flood it with VVS' and lay it on me" Smack your mouth with hunids Now, watch what the fuck you sayin', homie Been through it all, I know that somebody prayin' for me Hatin' on me only gon' lead to your hoe tooken Keep fuckin' 'round, it's gon' lead to your soul tooken Long Live Roc, I know that my bro lookin' Smilin' down on me and seein' his bro cookin' Not ten years ago, I was mad about them show-bookin's 'cause I ain't have no ice on me to keep the hoes lookin' Now, I'm all in front With your hoe, drinkin', she smoke all the blunts Taught yall how to stunt, stolen style, so we call 'em fronts Call 'em up, them two hoes ready, I fuck 'em all at once Bouncers won't let yall in the club, Yall fuckin'? Yall with us Chopped it up with L's, but came back and got some W's You came back when I got up, so I can't fuck with you Bosses who it's nothin' to So, when I say I'm 'bout to hit the mall and spendin' like ten Then, it's nothin', boo Comfortable when spendin' when I can get it in an hour Your bitch got a fetish for niggas with tatts in the shower Been a fresh nigga since the first Explorer with Eddie Bauer I think about money every second of every hour I heard 'em talkin' bad, now, they faces lookin' sour I did this for the motherfuckin' haters and the doubters [Outro] BYLUG the realist clique All my niggas gettin' rich Champagne, spillin' Cris- Real niggas spendin' shit