[00:00.000] 作词 : David Wallace
[00:00.443] 作曲 : Jay Cee
[00:00.886]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:03.016]Push up, too fly, everything bool
[00:04.772]Blicks, hop out, came with the crew (Let's go, Bitch)
[00:06.537]Whole lotta drugs, yeah, lift my mood
[00:08.087]Boy, your fits cheap like Chinese food
[00:09.920]Carry that stick, on the road with my tool
[00:11.620]Who-whole lotta drugs, yeah, lift my mood, yeah (Bitch)
[00:14.078]Get in her pussy, I do what I do (I do what I do)
[00:17.152]Boy, you ain't gettin' no money
[00:18.684]Ain't gettin' no pussy, can't even buy shoes
[00:20.434]Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
[00:22.000]Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
[00:23.612]Retail, what I spent on my suit
[00:25.201]Good email, yeah, that money came through
[00:26.928]Came with that Glock, I ain't touchin' that Ruger
[00:28.251]C-c-came with that Glock, I ain't touchin' that Ruger
[00:30.284]Why that boy bluffin'? Know he ain't no shooter
[00:32.208]Pull up with that fire, have you gone like Bermuda
[00:33.860]Came with that Glock, I ain't touchin' that Ruger
[00:35.576]Came with that Glock, I ain't touchin' that Ruger
[00:37.316]Why that boy bluffin'? Know he ain't no shooter
[00:38.965]Pull up with that fire, have you gone like Bermuda (Bitch)
[00:40.766]I'm too high in the sky, I don't know about you
[00:42.351]Fly guy, fly guy, spent two on my shoe
[00:44.008]New spot, new clientele, everything new
[00:45.666]Red flag on my right, shawty thought I was Ru'
[00:47.483]When they think 'bout the money, they thinkin' 'bout me
[00:49.131]Got no money, no motion, they ain't listen to you
[00:50.895]Bring your ho 'round the gang, bet she get ran through
[00:52.615]We get packs in of za', boy, you only smoke few
[00:54.583]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:57.665]Push up, too fly, everything bool
[00:59.632]Blicks, hop out, came with the crew (Let's go, Bitch)
[01:01.328]Whole lotta drugs, yeah, lift my mood
[01:03.062]Boy, your fits cheap like Chinese food
[01:04.811]Carry that stick, on the road with my tool
[01:06.410]Who-whole lotta drugs, yeah, lift my mood (Yeah, Bitch)
[01:08.178]Ge-ge-get in her pussy, I do what I do
[01:11.885]Boy, you ain't gettin' no money
[01:13.421]Ain't gettin' no pussy, can't even buy shoes (Bitch)
[01:15.137]Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
[01:16.711]Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
[01:18.519]Retail, what I spent on my suit
[01:20.170]Good email, yeah, that money came through
[01:22.137](It's KA$HWAYZ or no ways, nigga)

作词 : David Wallace
作曲 : Jay Cee
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Push up, too fly, everything bool
Blicks, hop out, came with the crew (Let's go, Bitch)
Whole lotta drugs, yeah, lift my mood
Boy, your fits cheap like Chinese food
Carry that stick, on the road with my tool
Who-whole lotta drugs, yeah, lift my mood, yeah (Bitch)
Get in her pussy, I do what I do (I do what I do)
Boy, you ain't gettin' no money
Ain't gettin' no pussy, can't even buy shoes
Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
Retail, what I spent on my suit
Good email, yeah, that money came through
Came with that Glock, I ain't touchin' that Ruger
C-c-came with that Glock, I ain't touchin' that Ruger
Why that boy bluffin'? Know he ain't no shooter
Pull up with that fire, have you gone like Bermuda
Came with that Glock, I ain't touchin' that Ruger
Came with that Glock, I ain't touchin' that Ruger
Why that boy bluffin'? Know he ain't no shooter
Pull up with that fire, have you gone like Bermuda (Bitch)
I'm too high in the sky, I don't know about you
Fly guy, fly guy, spent two on my shoe
New spot, new clientele, everything new
Red flag on my right, shawty thought I was Ru'
When they think 'bout the money, they thinkin' 'bout me
Got no money, no motion, they ain't listen to you
Bring your ho 'round the gang, bet she get ran through
We get packs in of za', boy, you only smoke few
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Push up, too fly, everything bool
Blicks, hop out, came with the crew (Let's go, Bitch)
Whole lotta drugs, yeah, lift my mood
Boy, your fits cheap like Chinese food
Carry that stick, on the road with my tool
Who-whole lotta drugs, yeah, lift my mood (Yeah, Bitch)
Ge-ge-get in her pussy, I do what I do
Boy, you ain't gettin' no money
Ain't gettin' no pussy, can't even buy shoes (Bitch)
Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
Retail, what I spent on my suit
Good email, yeah, that money came through
(It's KA$HWAYZ or no ways, nigga)