Uncle Murda - Ya Mean lyrics

(Can we live on) Yuh (In this perpetual XXXX day) sh** done changed (Evil Empire) sh** don't k** you dead n***a You gon wind up being brain dead (Can you slow into another night) Either way we f**ed up (Oh yeah, oh yeah) La Musica de Harry Fraud [Hook: French Montana] My G's up (ya mean) G's up (ya mean) Bent white (ya mean) China white (ya mean) Drink of purp (ya mean) Smoke purp (ya mean) Brown bag (ya mean) Paper tag (ya mean) (X2) [Verse 1: French Montana] I got a rush like I just beat a Fed case Shorty blushing like I just bought her tan braces My youngin 19 with 12 baby mommas Other n***a cought 12 for not paying homage Chicks all love him, fits all colors Seats all bu*ters you n***as all s**ers Sneak dissin 3 kitchens got a heat wave I'm a star 5 star f** a cheap steak You cheap skate may feel like you've won Half my n***as locked the other half on the run Billy Ocean on them hoes sink your jaws off Whip clean mouth dirty knock them walls off [Hook] [Verse 2: Uncle Murda] Look at the j**lery drippin, damn ill Look at the Bently, look at the wheels Look at the pigs hating because they can't afford it (they can't) They got to work overtime just to pay their mortgage They throwing up on they self I got em upset (they mad) I be blowing money, they live check to check Yeah that's me big pimpin with a chick or two I get the p**y, I don't take it like Mystikal I'm Dirk when it's crunch time y'all can't hold him Oh you coming off the bench you Lamar Odom I spaz on n***as I'm Ron Artest They LeBron in the 4th quarter with no heart left [Hook]