Juicy J - Stop It lyrics

I'm a tell you broke n***as something Listen Make money, no vacation Pay cash don't make payments Getting high like I'm eighteen But I've been rich since the late eighty's Backstage, naked ladies Poppin pills and swallowing babies Bad b**hes ain't come to play She gon' give me head before I go on stage New car, a couple, a hundred Ain't nothin' I call it play money Bugatti, Ferrari, the Benz, the Bentley Juicy stay stuntin Street n***as, we packin them 2's Play with it, make action news Put some money on your head, you worth a stack or two Real n***a I'm 100, I stay leanin, I chase money n***as out here savin hoes, n***as need to be savin money Made mine, can't take it from me Hit the club, I take your woman Take her home, get some head, wake up breakfast in bed Yeah n***a that's grits and eggs Rich b**h don't forget the bread Up and down that interstate I move weight, that's Jenny Craig I'm a f** me a model, I'm a f** me a model You only get to live one time, so I'm a f** me a model I make money all day then I ball with the profits n***as hate on me, I tell em hatin' n***as stop it Go f** with a b**h, get that becky then I'm gone Catch me on that loud pack, blowin on this strong Catch me on that loud pack, blowin on this strong Straight out of North n***as n***a 20 years in Still rich and ain't gon stop getting rich Told you n***as I ain't never gonna stop getting money Let's get it b**h you ain't no k**a And real n***as don't talk Start sh** in this club It's going down in the parking lot n***as get k**ed and then we ain't shedding no tears n***as can't keep they mouth closed, judge give you them years Yo homie f**in yo b**h And she ain't duckin yo co*k Them noobies ain't holding you down And you call them n***as yo dogs They really out here hatin so stay strapped up like a tight They got guns, they got them rubies Except they not shootin blanks Pa** straight them, broad daylight They don't care who lookin Young n***as got something to prove, n***as think he pushin Playin round in my hood and I'll smoke you like a swisha We don't care bout money and we don't play with them pistols I make money all day then I ball with the profits n***as hate on me, I tell em hatin' n***as stop it Go f** with a b**h, get that becky then I'm gone Catch me on that loud pack, blowin on this strong Catch me on that loud pack, blowin on this strong