Ft. Young Thug
(Intro)
Look, prolly gettin' money, I ain't begun fold out
Prolly gettin' money
Emotions, this emotions and hoe sh**, man
(Verse)
Goddamn Im after pesos and Im screamin' S.O.S. not say so
She cannot get in my head know I'm out, bro
She cant even get in my bed, I'm my eyes closed
I'mma shoot right back at 5-O
Chillin' with my Chinese b**h, look like her eyes closed
Then I dodged her call like a pothole
I pull of fast like a racer, my shoes, my black lace
Racks longer than the street
After my show I kept my money like a geek
Haha, walked on my cars, swishe
She only want me to buy her some new knees
I rap fast, go one hunid in the street aye
It aint none if you f** with a G, aye
Would you ride for the cat, go get some tribe with the cat?
Claim five like a jack, run to the muthaf**in' top
Humble with my Rolex, with a GTB boch
I'mma catch a ride, I'mma die for the flock
Runnin' down the rose, spend a thou' on the flock
Shawty callin' my phone-eroah
Therefore I gave her 25 hundred for a quarter-eroah
Shad, what do they do?
(Hook)
Life good n***a, life good b**h
I'm hood rich, f** it I be hood rich
SK, thirty clip got twp of 'em
And the handle wood, b**h
I'm hood rich, f** it, I be hood rich
But I'm bout the pesos
I'm bout the pesos, I'm bout the pesos
Ridin' round round up the queso
I want the queso, I want the queso
Oh, f** a hoe, I'm makin' me a bank roll my wife
Oh baby where you been all my life?
Aw man, I'm bout the pesos
I'm bout the pesos, I'm bout the pesos, oh
(Verse 2)
Look, I be gettin' money and I ain't pick up the phone
If I wasn't probly get money
Posted on the block wit a bad b**h from Tess
She was slurpin' on my co*k
Get some head in the hood, still pick up the phone,
Then bust a jugg
Say the trap where I'm rollin had to pump up my tires
Had to tighten up my lung(?)
Hit the club with some k**a ice
I told that b**h to pop it open like a Miller Light
I had a b**h, I luv that b**h more than some purple Sprite
I had to let that b**h go, she wanna be in the lights
I'm ridin' down ? , past Gladys Knight
I seen the police on my left you know I bucked a right
I had the forty on my left, the nina on my right
Don't gamble with your life cuz that sh** just like rollin' dice
And boy the streets where I from colder than some ice
I swear to God you will get f**ed ova right now
The only thing I heard sleepin' at my mama's house
Bap! Bap! Bap! Bap! Bap!
Who the f** that is bussing on my damn street?!
A n***a must'a just got wet up like a damn leak
I know you hear the same sh** when you in yo hood
Thats how you know we from the darn street
But life good tho
(Hook)
Life good n***a, life good b**h
I'm hood rich, f** it I be hood rich
SK, thirty clip got twp of 'em
And the handle wood, b**h
I'm hood rich, f** it, I be hood rich
But I'm bout the pesos
I'm bout the pesos, I'm bout the pesos
Ridin' round round up the queso
I want the queso, I want the queso
Oh, f** a hoe, I'm makin' me a bank roll my wife
Oh baby where you been all my life?
Aw man, I'm bout the pesos
I'm bout the pesos, I'm bout the pesos