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[INTRO] Trap all day, Trap all night. Get money all day, Count money all night. Dope boy sh*t This my life {Inaudible} {Inaudible} [VESRE 1] Why he keep sayin' Yeaaah? I don't even know. I got court tomorow, I won't even go, I won't even show, I got sh*t to do. Only God can judge me, Who the Fu*k is you? They say who dat? Nig*a we that. Today is tre day So I guess i'm tryin to 3 dat. Never ever ever serve a nig*a where he sleep at, Beast be at your door nig*a you ain't tryin' to see that See my suicide watch stay on suicide watch, Kill yourself, yeah them suicide rocks. Had the nerve to write me a 'dear Young letter', 'Condom Young' I should'a known better. I'm paid too much ya'll nig*as play too much, I let the swag do the talkin', I don't say too much. Ya'll nig*as sayin' too much. Mr. $17.5, Ya'll nig*as payin' too much (Yeaah) [CHORUS] They say 'Who dat?' Nig*a we that Yeaaah, Shorty Redd on the Track They say 'Who dat?' Nig*a we that Yeaaah, Reportin' live from the trap [REPEAT x1] [VERSE 2] I don't chase no broads, I chase money and vodka. Next time I re-up, I'ma buy me a choppa' And I ain't talkin the AK, I'm talkin sh*t with propellers, Fly to the club, Make my own bit*h jealous. 'Thug Motivation', This is straight celebration. Seen 'Jizzo's' other side outside of the station. This ain't a mix tape, But the tape's mixed, Black tape, Grey tape all on one brick. Get it on the floor, Get-get it on the floor. Last night I swear to God half-a-Mill on the floor, Then sleep on the money like it's pillows on the floor. Woke up to get money, Had to get it off the floor. [CHORUS x1] [VERSE 3] What you know about $20-grand stuffed in the white sock? Pull off in the white drop like I play for the White Sox. Play with them white rocks, Play with them white squares. You call it what you want, Who the fu*k cares? I don't never sleep, Why? Too parinoid. (Okay) I stay in parinoia, All I do's call my lawyer (Yeah) Tell him i know a nig*a that might have a little trouble, Okay, he know it's me, If you beat it I'll pay you double. Ya'll nig*as knows me, If I want to I'll make it double, Just know it's water-whipped so you maght have a little trouble, Might move a little sower, Might get a few complaints. He say he ran out of gas, He might need a half-a-tank. Thank God it's Friday, Fresh off the highway, Say he 2 minutes out? He 'bout to pull in the driveway. In the driveway, Take the work out, Cut duct tape, Check the work out (Yo) [CHORUS x2] |