[D'Shaun] Yeah (2-10 Stand Up,) Yeah, Yeah (Put ya city on a Ramadan,) D'Shaun Da D'Shaun Da (Put ya city on a Ramadan,) [Verse1] Lord God Lord God Lord God I'm praying for a hating n***a I be on the job With E & Payton n***a If I, If I see that bacon I'ma take it n***a I told Mekias, Brodie, Brodie "Just be patient n***a Cuss I'ma get it," (Get It) Cuss I'ma get it Ya know we really with it I don't ask for numbers But somehow i get digits I be at ya shows And i always hear crickets Plus ya money short It remind me of some midgets I be only on my knees When I Talk to God Yo these cards get charged Like a IPod Yo my n***as will charge Like they Tomlison Yo my n***a Tommy Gold Where that Tommy gun I be going off I don't care about the cost Swimming in these women Like I'm David Ha**elhoff Prayers up, to my ex's Lyssa and Alexis Thick girls from Texas Tryna bless me with some blessings Awe man You ain't on the job You calling in You say they in city working But i never heard of them Show me who the hottest Please show me who the man I'll pull this n***a card Like it's solitary man [Hook] f** all that talking We don't play no games f** all that f** all that talking we don't play (x2)