Uh, Weeks Ave, Dipset
I mean look at me
I look like a million dollars in all ten dollar bills baby
(Whoo) Yeah Hook:
Ruger Rell pop the Glock
Come through and drop the top
Throw some money in the sky
I just took over the block
Move some keys on that b**h
I just took over the block
Move some keys on that b**h
Yeah, yeah
Ruger Rell pop the Glock
Come through and drop the top
Throw some money in the sky
I just took over the block
Move some keys on that b**h
I just took over the block
Move some keys on that b**h
Oh, oh Verse 1:
Ruger Rell pop the Glock
Come through and drop the top
Throw some money in the sky
I just took over the block
Yeah, I got my pot, got my work, got my scale
58s-58s, and them 12-12s
My connect said it just came in from Mexico
Jeezy The Snowman would call me The Eskimo
You p**y, I know you p**y, what you think I said it fo'
Plant money seeds baby, sit back and let it grow, grow
I'm 'bout my chips, not onion and garlic
Ya mouth run and I see it done turn to a faucet
I'm married to the streets, y'all n***az went and divorced it
Y'all walkin' and y'all mad vuz I went out and Porsche'd it, yeah
It ain't really about who got swag
Where the money at, it's about who got cash
And, they cry broke nowadays, it's ashamed
I don't got that problem because money's my middle name Hook Verse 2:
I never slip, I never fall
When it come to work I got them ounces and them 8-balls
I got them good prices, yeah I'm talkin' to all of y'all
You ain't gotta leave the block, yeah I'ma serve 'em all
Yeah, I'ma serve 'em all
(And I ball) Every hustler should have a picture of a brick
(On they wall) Baby get up on that pole, shake that sh**
(For my dogs) Cuz he just came home
And he gone cuz he had too many shots of Patron Hook