(T-Mac talking)
sh**, brah Bucks, these n***as' can't stand to see a n***a' like me
They hatin' and sh** brah, I'm sayin' why is they hatin'?
Cause I'm f**in' they broads, I'm drivin' my cars
My house keys gold, What the f** they hatin' for?
My record company worth six figures about to be seven figures
Man they can't stand this sh**
I'mma keep on f**in' they broads n***a'
Dem' haters can't stand to see a n***a' like me
They see dem' gator boots and (ver)sace' suits they know who it be
Put your hands up n***a' throw dem' Rollie in the air
Put your hands up n***a' throw dem' Rollie in the air
Man dem' haters can't stand to see a n***a' like me
They see dem' gator boots and (ver)sace' suits they know who it be
Put your hands up n***a' throw dem' Rollie in the air
Put your hands up n***a' throw dem' Rollie in the air
(T-Mac)
Y'all know me gator boot down from Chucktown
I represent the south, I'm the coldest n***a' in this town
Hoe's this way, hoes that way sh**
Cars and broads n***a' that's the only way I play
Bezels n***a' with the 20 karat begets
I'm mobbin' round' town with my f**in' wet s**
Ice on shine n***a' keep your eye's blind
Ask anybody I be like this at all time
(MegaBucks)
You better reach for your heater
Put up your dick-beaters
Mega-Man wettin' n***as' like a Pepsi 3-liter
Geech(ie) boys got dem' n***as' in the club gettin' wild
n***as' drinkin' Dom P. like its going out of style
Hoes steady clockin', cause' a n***a' on shine
Playa-hatas congregatin' tryin' to take whats mine
I stay strap with dem' thangs, in case a n***a' wanna trip
I got 44 ways to put a stop to that sh**
Dem' haters can't stand to see a n***a' like me
They see dem' gator boots and (ver)sace' suits they know who it be
Put your hands up n***a' throw dem' Rollie in the air
Put your hands up n***a' throw dem' Rollie in the air
Man dem' haters can't stand to see a n***a' like me
They see dem' gator boots and (ver)sace' suits they know who it be
Put your hands up n***a' throw dem' Rollie in the air
Put your hands up n***a' throw dem' Rollie in the air
(T-Mac)
60 g's on my Lexus truck 470
Candy paint, twenty inch, a n***a' rollin' heavy
Woodgrain, TV's,?????????????
Sunday at the Battery I'm comin' through
Megabucks layin' in the that Rover
Got pulled over
I think you betta' let em' go brah
(MegaBucks)
Even dem' cops know me and T dem' Carolina dogs
Gotta clique of major n***as' 263 be the bomb
If you ain't holdin' 50 g's why you talkin' bout' cheese
I open the door to my home with gold and platinum house keys
When it's cold outside I put the Misses on the street
If it ain't a hundred percent it ain't touchin' my feet
I love my s** wet stack chips like duplex
Ice keep my wrist cold
Bought a sweater for my Lex
b**hes I ain't hatin', ain't no breakin' my bond
If I make a million my whole clique gon' make a million
If you can get with that, you betta stack up your chips
If you can't shut the f** up and let us ballas do this
(T-Mac talking)
sh** n***a' that's how we ride in the Charlyo...........................
Dem' haters can't stand to see a n***a' like me
They see dem' gator boots and (ver)sace' suits they know who it be
Put your hands up n***a' throw dem' Rollie in the air
Put your hands up n***a' throw dem' Rollie in the air
Man dem' haters can't stand to see a n***a' like me
They see dem' gator boots and (ver)sace' suits they know who it be
Put your hands up n***a' throw dem' Rollie in the air
Put your hands up n***a' throw dem' Rollie in the air