[Chorus: B Money]
I'm rollin , coastin , floatin , no emotion
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[Verse 1: B Money]
Hailing From the State of Pennsylvania
Makin it rain like a hailstorm upon yo head
I'm on yo bread , I'm so fed
Eatin good , speaking well , very ar
Ticulant , haters are degenerate
Destined for greatness, excercising
Excellence, I does this
The game I runs this, I loves this I hugs this
You want this? Nawl, you can't have this
I'm Laid way back reclined, riding down I-95 in a Ghost
Did it all wit no support
Smokin competition like a Newport
Pimpin b**hes like I'm Too Short
Used to pull who*es in a New York hat
Now, I'm in the finest suite in New York
Wit an R&B jawn, I'm ready stroke that!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: B Money]
Ask us how we doin we say fine and dandy
Rollin on Cotton Candy did a lot for the Family
I'm in the game it's No Way Out
Will never take the weak way out
Not a maid or a butler when I'm cleaning their house
Ballin like Caron Butler caring for my mother
Only thing she care about, is if I'm a hustler
I got em ma, life very fun now
Admiring my accomplishments I'm very young
Turnin down girls wit a rusty bu*t
Or a smutted c*nt, ready bust a nut
In a Jet Beauty of the Week, so street
(echo)
[Chorus]