Ace Hood, Rosay
We the fucking best, Maybach
It's so incredibleI do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwing their grass upNigga, get nigga, get money nigga
Get money nigga, get money niggaI'm like fresh outfit, blunts they lit
And a nigga out in bout who don't buck a shit
Yeah I gave you a classic in my day view
Cashflow for the hoes I bought
(Straight to)You wanna ride you can't be acting like Dre foo'
N.W.A, I bet you Ace played you
Hollywood, Hollywood, I see the big lights
And I'm with my big homie, Ricky, nigga, yeah rightEvery minute that my heart pump blood
Fuck what you heard, momma raised a fucking thug
Money on my mind, imagine what's up in the trunk
And it get me to the life of funk driver store's thugOn the other ridges feeling like a billionaire
A got a couple mill, a couple more an' I'm really there
Haters talk around me fuck 'em like I really care
When we handle our business, sorry, they were never thereI do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwing their grass upNigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
Get money nigga, get money niggaMoney ain't a thing I remain blinged up
Hundred on the chain, bitch, I think I'm King Tuck
A nigga, young and rich, who feel like can't be touched
Fourty stacks for the chase, no, I can't see muchUnless you get the dollars, still talking cash flow
Thousand dollar bill, President Fidel Castro
Nigga with a attitude .50 and a mac-10
Ross cool as Ice Cube, dicky and the black chefI'm in a heli chopper staring at the boat docks
Good weather, good weather means more flux
Look in my eyes, you can tell I'm seeing so clear
I get them bitches a prison an' feeling no fearMore money means more Louis, carry on
When I touch your city you should see how hoes Carrillo
Bitch, what's my name?
Ace fucking Hood, ain't a damn thang change usI do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwing their grass upNigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
Get money nigga, get money niggaShit, shit and I'm a getting money ass, nigga
Fast with the duffle bags with the cash in it
White squares that's equivalence of mo dough
I hear my nigga, Ricky, selling on my promoI make it rain, hoe better wear your poncho
To seek me on my TMO, I get you mo slow
The good life beats side of my condo
You know the name ask Jermaine on cut thoughWooh, you talking funny, would you fucking with the franchise?
I decide how much you form the shit we let ride
I gave niggas your first startup
Showed you how to dress, made the hood be a part ofMaybe I should have kept my thought off
It's all good neither he'd hit the guard off
Now you shit, nigga, garbage you's a rat
Never build for this mob shitI do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwing their grass upNigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
Get money nigga, get money nigga