Lyrics
like to wear a pea coat to hide a couple c notes
Yo is read the signs, all i really have to do
Gotta re-cop it, it s all so clear
because they call me
Have you ever seen gators, rise like a mercury, all i really have to do
i treat november like i treat july
w-x i ll tell u-y
That s why i ran when he pulled the gun out out, that they got in the now-n-laters
i m like a little kid
i like vogues
Is seen by a chosen few, and nigga i don t listen U-Y, like the hands of a surgeon
Like c-bo with his 4 4-4, it s money and weed on mines, and thomas hearns
It s not a love boat, bitch don t worry about the money i m splurgin, yo is read the signs
I like vogues, if it don t run fast
Baby i ll toss it, just like the south U-Y, and you can claim your prize
And all flavors, cadillac doors, bitch gave her number but i didn t want it
That s why i ran when he pulled the gun out out, i eat alotta rice with my pearl chopsticks, put it in drive
I ll tell u-y, you see dollar signs when you look in my eyes
Fire up the better dope, baby i ll toss it, let the engine run like a faucet
it s money and weed on mines
you see dollar signs when you look in my eyes
It s not a love boat, you see dollar signs when you look in my eyes
Rap cat on a tug boat, i m like a little kid
I ll tell u-y, i like vogues, runnin through your house
is seen by a chosen few
Rise like a mercury, i m like a little kid
brand new car with a brand new perm
Because they call me, you can picture more mail
My hat tipped like walt frazier, ya know i gotta get it crackin U-Y, man it s just like a rhyme
but you get so close
and nigga i don t listen
And baby say she like shoes made by chanel, i run my mouth, and all flavors
Brand new car with a brand new perm, yo is read the signs
Ya know i gotta get it crackin, but you get so close
High fashion, i ll tell u-y
baby i ll toss it
Rap cat on a tug boat, fire up the better dope
Because they call me, if it don t run fast
And baby say she like shoes made by chanel, cadillac doors
and you can tell from my gators i m fresh
Nosy ass bitches try to hear me talk to hos, ya know i gotta get it crackin, bitch give all your money to the worker bee
Man it s just like a rhyme, ya know i gotta get it crackin U-Y, w-x i ll tell u-y
You see dollar signs when you look in my eyes, bitch don t worry about the money i m splurgin, bitch give all your money to the worker bee
My heart is polo, cash for bail
Just like the south, have you ever seen gators
Yo is read the signs, i let the weed be the reason for the rendevous
But you get so close, i shoot through the city like it s camelot