INTRO

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo Yeah Yeah, I'm about do the intro, bro You got, you got some headphones? Alright, bet Ayy, yeah [Verse] I'm with some Dior divas and some Valentino vixens My nigga pull off, fan the clip, my opposition skitzin' The way my nigga pull up and beat him, he gon' play the victim We pull out that fever and we treat him, he don't got a sickness Your money green, my money blue, I see the world different You tryna fuck the world and Tony out here world pimpin' She wanna make a movie, I like one with no scriptin' I paid her and salute, she on her knees, she no Christian Jump out the coupe, no roof, she so excited She said, "You look like the money, Tony, what the price is?" Fuckin' bitches, gettin' money, that's my only vices On the road to get a hundred, you ain't got no license Pull up with that dryer, watch it empty out your pockets I think these niggas white girls 'cause they only like to pop shit Call my nigga crosswalk, 'll pull up and he stop shit Why you niggas talk shit? Probably 'cause my rock piss Maybe 'cause that stock in, baby, I'm a hot man Shooter keep a drumstick, he not good at Rock Band You don't want the gang, dog, come on now, stop playin' It's funny when they change, dog Gon' thunder when that rain fall Ballin' on a win, playin' with the same ball Talkin' to the streets and you ain't get the same call Oh, that's your bitch? Yeah, I know, she still got the same bra Before I dropped her off to you, I caught the same jaw This shit is easy, man, such a shame in the game Niggas changin' seasons, but shorty on her knees again My young niggas like BOA, they swipe shit like the Visas in I got weight around, I'm fittin' in Big bankroll, can't fit it in Tony, what the hell you doin' for the intro? Should probably hit your ho, then she just for the outro Ain't playing 'bout my pennies, I'm on Oscar Proud mode Go ahead, collect two hundred, nigga, you just found gold [Outro] Go, go Ha, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch Clones