[Intro - Ashly]
Tell the DJ that we need more, we need more
Hit that 808 harder, want you to feel it in your chest
So play it louder
Tell DJ that we need more, we need more
I got that fame, that money cause I'm hungry and I need more (ba**)
[Shawn Chrys]
? Centinela Avenue
Making all this money, now that's probably why they mad at you
I mean mad at me, why would they be mad at you
I'm better than everybody in this b**h
It doesn't matter who
Yeah you, I remember you
Talking all that sh** because he used to jump me after school
Now when you look I got a bad a** b**h who be like
Damn man I can't wait til I get rich but now I am
Making money, boy, is the plan
And that plan panned out
Now look who stands out
That small Inglewood kid you used to call shorty
Got bad white b**hes jumping out the 40/40
Ooh
I know I said it, I know it's wrong
I'm sorry mama, this ain't your song
When it comes to currency, I be a connoisseur
My main b**h balling, I call her my amour
[Hook - Shawn Chrys and Ashly]
Now we need more, we need more
Won't somebody tell the DJ that we need more
I said we need more, I said we need more
Won't somebody tell the DJ that we need more
Hit that 808 harder, want you to feel it in your chest
So play it louder
Tell the DJ that we need more, we need more
I got that fame, that money cause I'm hungry and I need more (ba**)
Let the speakers bump, tell them turn it up
Chrys cross flow, I'm making n***as jump
n***a what you want?
Why you so mad at me?
I'm making money now, trying to make my dad happy
See the car I'm driving, you don't know what this is
And I be doing donuts, but I ain't with no pigs
Oink oink, mister please don't pull me over
Cause you mad when you see me, I be smashing in my Rover
Zoom, zoom, zoom
[Hook]
[El Prez]
Baby I'm a basehead
In the club wasted
Trees in my system like the city where I'm based at
Inglewood base head on that home base sh**
Fiending for the money
Yeah I'm about to get the ba** bread
0-11 but it's looking like it's 86
? Roley chains
Hopping out Mercedes sh**
Honour Role Army
But we more like a Navy
And that earthquake whip
I tear the roof off and cave it in
f** some speakers
I'd rather have a tweaker
Be boxing out the beats so loud they hear us before they see us
All these s**ers pledge allegiance
Salute to ?
El Prez got these b**hes ?
With these s**y senoritas hanging all over my TISA
We don't take out and feed 'em
We just break out and leave 'em
Got the basehead fever
Watch me cook it with no beater
Keep the ba** running like I'm home running to the bleachers
[Outro]
Now we need more, we need more
Won't somebody tell the DJ that we need more
I said we need more, I said we need more
Won't somebody tell the DJ that we need more
I need that 808 harder, want you to feel it in your chest
So play it louder
Tell the DJ that we need more, we need more
I got that fame, that money cause I'm hungry and I need more ba**