Talk To 'Em

Yeah, where that bag at
I need 50 for a show, where that cash at
She from Sacramento, threw her on that Amtrak
Even though Im getting paper like a damn fax
Yeah, all the cougars say Im handsome
Oakland airport, taking pictures when Im landed
Bad ***** magnet, Ray got me dancing
Pull up with gorillas like its animal planet
We big mobbin, now she plottin
The gear in the whip like my trips exotic
I be riding everywhere, I aint hiding
I be styling, with them stylists,
Cut her off cause she was childish
Yeah Im bout it, floss I got it,
Got that product in my pocket
G-Star jeans got really deep pockets
Cross faded in the club, head nodding
Touch the bag, run it back , get it poppin
And my momma riding Louie for her luggage
Looked him in his eyes and I knew that he was bluffing
20 cash O, blow a check like it was nothing
Not from the D, but Im Cartier buffing
Yeah, now I need 20 for a feature
And I really got it, out the swamp, Im a creature
Hella smart cause my momma was a teacher
Never sleeping , eyes open
Cause I know these *****s leeches
Im a beast and everything these rapper saying is facetious
All cash for my whip it aint no leases, got my pink slips
Thats on everything, I promise Im gon run it up
Yeah I made a lot of money, but its not enough
All I got is time for it, thats the bottom line
Wont spit a flow without no dollar signs,
And that's not a lie
Yeah, got it poppin in the Rich
She choosin, but I aint tryna knock a ***** *****
Thats foolish, Im all about my profit , gettin rich
Used to it, so really you are not surprised as *****t
I was raised different, live by a set of rules
Im a boss, *****t dont move, it dont get approved
Lotta drank, lotta food, and a lotta jewels
Seen your section in the club, its a lotta dudes
Something gotta move, Imma make it all shake
The bay in good hands, call me Suzy Allstate
Imma make you jump like a ball fake
I do not respect they rhythm cause the all fake, ay
Yeah, and they all hate
Frank Sinatra of this *****t I did it my way