Jeezy - Corporate Thuggin' lyrics

[Verse 1 - Young Jeezy] I said, I'm +Corporate Thuggin+ C-T-E!! Until the day I die, dat's the way it's gon' be Thug Motivation, I'm bumpin' in my 3 Blowin' on some k**a sh** dat I got from Zone 3 Blowin' Orange Mile, yeah we call it Tennessee I'm good in err' hood, err' body know me So don't wake me up, I swear to God I'm dreamin' Pray fo' Uncle Ray, yeah dat n***a still beamin' Lookin' fly in the co*k pit, a n***a still leanin' Money out here, so a n***a still schemin' And I don't make music, but the muthaf**in' critics They don't understand cause they ain't muthaf**in' livin' it And I ain't trippin' on +The Source+, I got a muthaf**in' +plug+ Keepin' 5 mics, I'm still a mothaf**in' thug Now, the question is - CAN A ni**a REALLY RAP? And they ask you - IS YOU EVA BEEN TO THE TRAP? b**h I make hits, you n***as waste time And I be Goddamn if I let chu waste mine Like change fo' the betta, but I'm still strapped Trigga-happy n***a, don't make me relapse Attitude like "f** It!" - they hatin' anyway And I can give a f** what a n***a gotta say YOU STILL TALKIN' BLOW? - YOU GOD DAMN RIGH! What else I'm gon' say dat's my mu'f**in' life I just left Jamaica I'm talkin' Nachos Rios Sippin' margaritas on the beach in my Adidas Brought a few pills but dats only fo' the skeezas Used my black car but dat's only fo' the reefa Wussuh! (Let's go) [Hook] Not a day go by, dat I ain't high Hit the mall err'day, n***a I stay fly 26 inches, yeah I'm sittin' up high And I'mma keep it hood, hommie dat's no lie Not a day go by, dat I ain't high Hit the mall err'day, n***a I stay fly Get it how we live, yeah we try to get by We throw it all in the air, baby dat's no lie Wussuh! [Verse 2 - Blood Raw] Blood Raw! Everybody love me (Yay-Uh!!) Blowin' on Jamaica, the boy +Corporate Thuggin+ Gla**es in the air, everybody toastin' Gettin' f**ed up n***a, everybody totin' (Oooh) Posted wit a broad, yeah she blacka then an African (Yeah) Hair down her back, like she mixed wit Italian (Haha..) Mamii so thick, man she look like a stallion Introduced her to my patna - yeah it's on, so what's happenin' [Verse 3 - Slick Pulla] Wha's hann'in! Dead presidents (Ch'yah!), brief-case full of 'em Couldn't take a chance, we do it fo' the love of 'em (C'monn!) Livin' life fast (Yah!), we do it fo' the rush of it Rubberband stacks, we do it fo' the touch of it (Okayye!) This sh** don't stop (Stop!) Corporate Thuggin' n***a 'till my casket drop (Yah!) Yams in the booth did the same on the block Don't blame me, I'm just trynna get a knot (Nah!) U-S-D-AYE! [Hook]