Lyrics:
Maybach it (skrrt)
Baby, we ain't in the same bracket
They riding waves, this is Lake Placid
Uh, you wanna be high for this
On God, I'ma ride, I would
y'all be lovin this shit right here
L I M P Bizkit is right here
People in the house put them hands in the air
Cuz if you don't care, than we don't care
Where y'all at?
Where y'all at?
Well, it ain't about black and it ain't about the white
They'll get together to make your pocket light.
When you just
around
And all y'all niggaz ain't think we get this roll fuck what you heard and believe what you saw
It's a nation thugs ready to flip out with an extra
alive I'm putting this on my life
For niggas that ain't right they get it upon sight
If ya know me then you know we pop away
Cock and pop again baby,
Yall talking murder but when you pull there ain’t no blood bath
You should Not be dirty in (vain ) vein blood take a bath
One man million
I ball no
of this it was blended many religions plenty women got my shirt y'all,
At home no longer attended when I was seventeen I bounced like a nerf ball,
Yeah
sip drank by the paint so we stay throwed
And play our music slow
Ride red and ride blue
Them blue riders bang Watts, reds bang Screw
And on the North
fuckin' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin')
You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin')
I got some niggas in this bitch
niggas was serious, playin no jokes. Just 'cause I'm a rapper, you thought it's for show?
Okay nigga let's see if this a real fo'-fo'. You thought we was
out the VIP and throw some yak on that bitch
And as far as all this beefin' y'all ain't worryin' me
Read the index so I'm body that's a story in me
If
listen
We built this empire on rap alone
When the battle and the war, never get the throne
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Y'all
is kind of the low
So this pussy pawn stride
Wishin' you could touch me, lust me
Listen up daddy you ain't ready for the bed
Truama to give it up
little diamonds on the VMA's)
You better look what's really important
Y'all under the sun, especially if you over 21
This ain't no TV show, ain't no
they ain't ready for me
I'm a dangerous man with some money in my pocket (keep up)
So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket (keep
the leaf
What's wrong with y'all, don't call the whale though
What's wrong with y'all, ain't this the deep shit?
What's wrong with y'all ain't trying
, plus y'all
Little motherfuckers ain't ready for war
I seen your team in a crisis before, thought I forgot?
The same rules apply, don't try to switch
wardrobe is-it, now listen
(Chorus)
Make this money, take this money (Let's get it)
Ain't no way you can take this from me (Let's get it)
Ain't shit
Y'all stay be wondering what do I lack? friends, ain't getting stabbed in the back
When the money is fat all I attract are friends but nobody ready
heart
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red heart
Let me know what you're living for
Is it for the gold or the fame
For the hoes, and the lies
heart
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red heart
Let me know what you're living for
Is it for the gold or the fame
For the hoes and the lies
the shit that y'all been wishing for
It’s like Miley telling Kim K that she ain’t thick enough
Like Lil Pump telling Jay to get his money up
Y’all ain't made
behind mentions
I found out they praying for my downfall, 'least I'm in they scripture
But they never say it to my face stop all this chirp on Twitter
shells, fall three feet, roll over and stop
Believe in this gang, we beat y'all, you got money?
Keep y'alls, for us be tearing trying to i-dentify big
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