Project Bitch
Big Tymers
4:42What's up, Fresh? It's our turn, baby Gator boots (gator boots) With the pimped out Gucci suits (them Gucci suits) Ain't got no job (ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy) But I stay shive (I stay shive) Can't pay my rent (I can't pay my rent) 'Cause all my money's spent But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly (I'm so fly) Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E-Class (in my E-Class Benz) But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride (ho-ho-hood rich) Got everything (we got everything) In my momma name (ayy, in my momma name) But I'm hood rich (uh-huh) La-da-di-da, da-da-da-da-da-da Get your ca-ca-car cleaned, gems gon' shine And tell ma get a mink, baby girl, let's ride (that's right) You a number one stunna and we gon' glide And go straight to the mall and tear down the inside In that Prada, Gucci, full-mink leather (leather) Burberry's cool, Coogi sweater (sweater) Twenty-inches, pop my feather The Birdman daddy, I fly in any weather Alligator seats with the head in the inside Swine on the dash, G-Wagon so fly Number one, don't tangle and twist it When it come to these cars I am that nigga The Gu-Gu-Gucci with the matchin' interior Three-wheel ride with the tire in the middle It's Fresh and Stunna, and we like brothers We shine like paint, daddy, it's our summer Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits Ain't got no job, but I stay shive (ho-ho-hood rich) Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly (ho-ho-hood rich) Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E-Class But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride (ho-ho-hood rich) Got everything in my momma name But I'm hood rich La-da-di-da, da-da-da-da-da-da Have you ever seen crocodile seats in the truck? Turn around and sit it down and let 'em bite your butt See the steerin' wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani With your baby momma, player's where you can find me Cruisin' through the parkin' lot on twenty-fours Cadillac Escalade with the chromed-out nose With an navigation arrow headed straight to your spot (turn left) Bruh, your wife really love me 'cause the sex is so hot Put the Caddy up, start the 3-wheel Benz (skrrt) Hyper white lights, ultra-violet lens Sumitomo tires and they gotta be run flat TV where the horn go (uh-uh), boy, can you top that? I'ma show you some shit, rookie, press that button The trunk went "uh-uh", and all of a sudden Four 15's, didn't see no wires And then I heard boom from the amplifiers Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits Ain't got no job, but I stay shive (ho-ho-hood rich) Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly (ho-ho-hood rich) Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E-Class But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride (ho-ho-hood rich) Got everything in my momma name But I'm hood rich La-da-di-da, da-da-da-da-da-da Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins Impala loud pipes, drinkin' the Henn' It's the Birdie-Birdie Man, I'll do it again In a Cadillac truck, twenty-fours with tens Lookin' at my Gucci, it's about that time Six bad broads flyin' in at nine New Suburban truck with the porno showin' Up and down and up they goin' Bodies on the Roadster, Lexus, you know what That hard-top Bimmer, ma, that's your truck I'm comin' up, the hood been lovely New shoes on the whip and I wake up to bubbly 430 Lex' with convertible top And the rims keeps spinnin' every time I stop Got a Superman Benz that I scored from Shaq With a old school Caddy with a diamond in the back Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits Ain't got no job, but I stay shive Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E-Class But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride Got everything in my momma name But I'm hood rich La-da-di-da, da-da-da-da-da-da