[Produced by M16]
(Hook: Jarren Benton)
Gimmie the loot x9
Loot, loot, loot, loot...
[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
Que pasa amigo (que pasa amigo)
I'm back in it b**h
If the head game is right and that p**y feel good
Throw a rack at that b**h
Walked in the club with a strap in that b**h
n***as they shoot like Iraq in that b**h
I peel off in that thunderbird up in Johannesburg
On a giraffe with this African b**h
Came from the bottom, my grandmammas house
I'm funeral fresh, get the cameras out
99 bottles of beer on the floor
We went wildin' out, ho, just like animal house
Eatin up rappers the cannibals out
Bust off in your b**h while she layn on your couch
I get head in the whip while she driving that b**h
She carressin my dick and my hands in her blouse
You think they your homies, they snakes in the end
My home boy just died mutha f** a new friend
One day you here and the next day you gone
We still mourning my n***a so f** yo new Benz
I'm drinking again trying to mask all the pain
My high coming down i'ma crash, go insane
Party for now
Get the money my n***a
Cuz one day they might come and bash in your brains
[Bridge: Jarren Benton]
We up in this b**h
Just got paid
Got this drank in my cup
n***a just got straight
We been on it all night
I don't know bout you
I'm on that B.I.G sh**
b**h better have my loot..
[Hook: Jarren Benton]
[Verse 2: Jarren Benton]
Eastside n***a till the day I'm in a pinebox
This marijuana make a motherf**ers (mindstop)
Eyes redder than the cyclopes
Might throw a b**h a** n***a out a sky box
3 stripes on my high tops
You ain't got no f**ing Jarren in your iPod?
Becky my god, I bet you won't lick a p**y while I watch
So high it's like I'm sitting over Jupiter
Get this money they gone think I worship Lucifer
Being broke was never cool to us
Feet glued to the concrete you ain't moving us
Your favorite rappers just a fairy tale
n***as mad cause I knew his girlfriend very well
She let me f** her on the Ferris wheel
Hit South Beach and got head while I parasail
I never paid for the hair and nails
Vodka got the room spinning like a carousel
I'm harder than a b**h that's trying to parallel
Park a Mac truck for the pump I keep a pair of shells
You can find me in the ATL
Might tear this f**ing club up like an ACL
n***as still walk crazy
Thank god for rap money now it's f** you pay me
[Bridge]
[Hook]