| Lyrics: | uh, uh, yeah, uh-huh
yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 1]
Yo, I ain't got no reason to trick
or spend
Mami, I'm the reason the chicks begin cheesein' and snickerin'
Playa like me? every
season these chicks have been
Talkin' how I came through the P's in a sicker benz
Heard
about the platinum visas the bricker bends
Jewels so icey I need freezers to sitck 'em in
I
be's in the keys wit a click of friends
Trees and a liquor blend, I be too queezy and sick to
grin
I dont care if a skeezer is thick or thin
It's gon' look like she havin' a seizure I
stick it in
Skeos say "can I get the keys to ya six again?"
After I nut, that's when amnesia
be kickin' in
Most broads I done met, ain't see a guy
Who spend a G on gucci T's, five for
sweats
I'm what chicks strive to get, I stay in the P.J's
You thinkin (?) i'm talkin' pivate
jets, uh
[Chorus]
I need the cash in my palm, the ice in my charm - ma' be
easy
(Watch it, please)
Wanna lean to the side while I cruise in your ride - ma' be
easy
(Put down that cheese)
Gotta have a broad wantin' and let me hold somethin' - ma' be
easy
(You get nothin' from me)
You get NOTHIN!
[Verse 2]
So the kid never
stresses a female
And if you ask where I live they gon' give you
addresses to e-mail
All
that cops can suggest is that he sell
How I'm gon' push it unless it's a v-12
From S's to
CL's, I request is (?)
In the head rests his t.v's dwell
They heard how many albums I
presses for retail
And they can't get a dime unless it's a weed sale
And lets be real, catch
me at the bar wit them crispy bills
Gettin Cris' re-fills, my wrist be chilled
And my
wardrob |
