Lyrics
you need to take them monkey diamonds off you neck and you wrists
I ll just stay in the facts, i d like to dedicate this song, if the profit margin ain t large enough
two separate friends from foes
Show some respect, i don t say it if i don t mean it ho K.R.I.T, i ain t ever seen you in no cadillac
Stop talkin out the side of you neck, where it s at
Hop out so clean, wouldn t bust a grape front like he might break you off
If the profit margin ain t large enough, wouldn t bust a grape front like he might break you off
Know you can t but you should, nigga why you lyin, don t talk about it
You speak about it but nobody never seen it though, where it s at
if it ain t no proof then it ain t no use for you to claim that you pimpin
nigga why you lyin
Don t talk about it, don t talk about it
i don t say it if i don t mean it ho
Where it s at, you so irrelevant bro
Do what you ain t and break these hoes, don t talk about it
Get my gators slam my dough, nigga why you lyin, thats why i hustle by my lonely speakin only the truth
He would expose you, if the pimp was here right now It's, thats why i hustle by my lonely speakin only the truth
You violatin codes, difference between us, three never put trust in hoes
Where it s at, ball in my paint with a cup full of dre, some of ya ll niggas so simp
Stop talkin out the side of you neck, you said you packin that iron
two separate friends from foes
you say you ballin why you stallin then
yeah you talk a good game but it ain t no truth in it
Four what all glitters ain t gold, get my gators slam my dough, you violatin codes
Do what you ain t and break these hoes, or rather blow up like four blimps, he would expose you
Don t talk about it, you violatin codes
came in houses in old schools in they garages
you violatin codes
One gain a soul not told, actin like he boss catchin flights and takin off
where it s at
Get up off the booboo man, all you do is fabricate the truth with special effects
Don t talk about it, its all make believe these niggas lookin like mirages
don t talk about it
Its all make believe these niggas lookin like mirages, hop out so clean, thats why i hustle by my lonely speakin only the truth
i d like to dedicate this song
Know you would if you could, you violatin codes, yeah you talk a good game but it ain t no truth in it
Bank account margin ain t equivelant to starvin, wouldn t bust a grape front like he might break you off
Shit now hol up, you d rather trick than buy more shrimp
i ain t ever seen you in no cadillac
if the profit margin ain t large enough
You violatin codes, i m sick and tired of niggas lyin about the shit that they do At, where it s at
To them old flea market outfit wearin ass niggas man, shit now hol up
You said yo stackin that cash we not believin yo ass, like every bitch that they done fuck was dying for minajes ?, you said you stackin that bread
You say you ballin why you stallin then, where it s at
Stop talkin out the side of you neck, gone with all the bullshit
you say you got all the hoes well where they at
you say you swinging on 40 s well where yo lac
you said yo stackin that cash we not believin yo ass
You violatin codes, you said you packin that iron, if the pimp was here right now
and i ain t never seen you with a bad bitch man
Difference between us, talkin diamonds and wood
do what you ain t and break these hoes
gone with all the bullshit
difference between us
You say you swinging on 40 s well where yo lac, if it ain t no proof then it ain t no use for you to claim that you pimpin
Like every bitch that they done fuck was dying for minajes ?, don t talk about it Where, still ain t sellin no records
i ain t trippin
I ain t trippin, four what all glitters ain t gold
don t talk about it