The Neptunes - It Must Be Tough lyrics

[Hook: Pharrell] It must be tough Seein' yo' boy doin' the same sh** Ridin' around in things you can't get With the window down, puffin' like it ain't sh**... It must be tough It must be tough... Seein' the glare from my chain and wrist Me and 20 goons lookin' dangerous Errybody paid, all doin' the same sh** Countin' money n***a Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds (Countin' money n***a) Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds Thousands, thousands It must be tough [Verse 1: Game] It must be tough watchin' a n***a ball like Carmelo My cars is all yellow, my broads is all yellow What's wrong with y'all fellas? f**in' up my inner Chi Used to be my Ace, now you wastin' my Hennessy The remedy for haters is crap tables in Vegas That crack ain't gettin' it lately I'm stackin' that paper, baby Maybe I should get a maybe, or maybe I should call Baby My cash money is crazy, I crashed up my Mercedes Bought me a Ferrari, the license plates say "Sorry" The insides safari, the paint job Amar'e When the sun hit that b**h, man Bounce off them 24's and land on my wrist band You better keep your arm on yo' b**h, man Or you gon' be Jamal Crawford - sixth man Comin' off that bench man, and it's a shame man Yo' b**h gon' make it rain up in here [Hook] [Verse 2: Game] I brush them haters off, like "f** outta here" Open up my garage, pull that Porsche truck outta there Like "f** outta here, I'm up outta here" Jump on my hog, throw on that Rough Ryder gear I'm a rider, yeah, I'm a roller b**h I might be through with Benz', like here, hold this 6 I get money with the players, they duckin', dodgin' Feds For my bread, bring the lead, cause I'm sittin' on the edge Actin' like I don't get it, actin' like I don't hustle Actin' like I don't Diddy, actin' like I don't Russell Then you wonder why I be, actin' like I don't trust you If you ain't with me, then f** you, next time I see you, I cut you How mad was you? Cause last time I felt the negative energy n***a, I could have snuffed you Bye hater, cause I'm feelin' like Jada We. Gon'. Make. It [Hook] [Mysonne & Pharrell] How many cars we got n***a? (Thousands) How many cribs we got n***a? (Thousands) How many hoes we got n***a? (Thousands) How many times we told y'all? (Thousands) How many goons we got n***a? (Thousands) How many guns we got n***a? (Thousands) How many haters we got n***a? (Thousands) Damn... It must be tough [Hook]