And ya nails stay fly If ya juice box wet And ya head sumin fly Dats a 5 star bitch I wanna 5 star bitch I need a 5 star bitch I wanna 5 star bitch [
left, oh no Ran back in the store, here comes the 5-0 So I ran real quick, made a move to the back And knocked a cute bitch into a polo rack Said sorry
to buck shit Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim No aspirations to quit the game Spit yo' game, talk yo' shit Grab yo' gat, call yo' click Squeeze yo' clip
: [Chorus: Royce Da 5'9] I might make it look easy Thats just the way I be pimpin Makin my money Thats just the way I be pimpin They wouldnt leave me
off him" So why I gotta stop it, this nigga was talkin' And I ain't gotta prove you nothin' I do it and you ain't gotta push my buttons [Bizarre] This
keep it fresher than the next bitch no need..for you to ever sweat the next bitch ..with speed, I make the best bitch see the exit..indeed, you gotta
simple The 9mm went to the temple was the sound I put the bitch down And ran to the schoolyard bathroom Looked in the trash can yo it had room So I ducked
buck shit Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim No aspirations to quit the game Spit yo' game, talk yo' shit Grab yo' gat, call yo' click Squeeze yo' clip
plenty Henny and Hydro Fuck a bitch and some Clothes I gotta get rich, Go platinium in 2 shows And get the Dough.... I gotta make a million Gotta get
Down East Side Yeah, Your Boy Sean P, Nelly, Pimp C, Aye My Paint Too Wet Bitch, Never Pay My Set Bitch Blue And Red Make Green, Just Cash The Check Bitch
9 Can't die a broke man with a bitch thats fine My hearts full of braveness so who the fuck will want to save this Fallen angel from fallen star and chaos
I rather spit something that gotta perch Champagne wishes, 30 white bitches I mean the shit is, fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous, I mean the shit is Fucking ridiculous [Pusha T:] 5 star
Gotta S On My Chest It B That Cash Money Piece Cold Restin The Dead Cash Money Bitch. Cash-Cash-Cash Money Bitch. Cash Money Bitch. Cash-Cash-Cash Money Bitch
stare in the high beams Lost control, smashed into the divider Killed three mo and yo I didn't even try ta [Chorus: x2] I ain't stopped yo I'm still
layed when I told her she couldn't stay Look here, my boo'll be through So you gotta raise, boy game pays On the next phase, gotta show to do at 4 Then
