You know the way
No way, no way.
Okay.
Why are you out there?
That's right.
That's right.
Let's get to it.
Here it goes.
What?
Yo, yo, it's Steve Dom, Steve Dom.
We had it been life, been party, party, party.
I got it in this, yeah.
I got it in this, talk with you, talk with you.
Okay, all the mall said that it's time to get money.
We just got the hands up, but they ain't getting up from me.
I got two bad hoes.
Both of them like it.
See, you might think it's trapin', but they know that daddy like it.
Even Cassie won't now holler at that shit.
I don't blame a gang so tight.
Even Puffy know that I can take a okay hat to the back.
And you can check my cool bitch.
Aw, wait, fam.
I'm saying collapse of cool whip.
I be on my cool shit.
Millionaire frame shit.
Even through my glasses, I can still see you a lame bitch.
No, we ain't the same bitch.
Gone with that fake shit.
If you ain't talkin' money, then you ain't speakin' my language.
Time to get the guap again.
Bad whiz to type again.
Ain't nothin'.
I can teach you better.
What?
Yo, yo.
See y'all, see y'all.
Nuffin' in the playbook is gonna be stoppin' me.
Ooh, better switch to a 1-3-1.
I'm ballin' on these niggas, but the 10-8's on up.
Everything I throw up, any beat I touch,
I'ma murder that motherfucker.
Torch that motherfucker.
Used to beat to the O, to the dub, to the dub, to the O, to the dub.
Nine niggas, these 20-8's niggas, nine dubs.
Them and other crew who could bang with us.
Bet they was smokin' Angel Dust.
If they said it was better than us, must be a hat.
I'm so flyin', no wonder when my ears was poppin' all the time.
Niggos, one for the money.
Two for the show.
Two for my niggas, and I do it for the hoes.
Go.
Okay.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
That's right.
Let's get to it.
Here it goes.
What?
Okay.
All the malls said that it's time to get money.
Niggas got their hands up, but they ain't gettin' up from me.
I got two bad hoes.
Both of them bikin'.
See, you might think it's trippin',
but they know that daddy like it.
Even Cassie won't allow that shit.
I don't blame a gang so tight.
All the malls said that it's time to get money.
Niggas got their hands up, but they ain't gettin' up from me.
I got two bad hoes.
Both of them bikin'.
See, you might think it's trippin',
but they know that daddy like it.
Even Cassie won't allow that shit.
I don't blame a gang so tight.
Even Puffy know that daddy like it.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
Two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
You can feel all the time the music, the song, like, you can listen to the song, and you can feel it.
You can feel the music, the song, like, you can listen to the song, and you can feel it.
