Yea we see you bust a bottle at your little stuntin' And we by the bar get the fucking up your frontin'
on 'em We puttin' on 'em We pressure on 'em We pressure on 'em
Okay we see you in your Phantom actin' cocky with misses Yea you ballin' till you see us and none of them bitches puttin'
on 'em We pressure on 'em We puttin' on 'em We pressure on 'em
When we do shit now tell me why is you competing When I be that type of that get money when I'm sleeping And when I'm farting and shittin' I cop contries on the So ambitious my accoundents cop continents I'm eating for me Bussa Buss the most dominant, start Beat the street up, shit be sounding When I'm speaking Huge rechargable batteries, bitch I'm tweaking, Short circuit electric chair bolteses every Coly *HIIIH* Like I'm short for breath in money rushes Fuck a blunt bitch I'm muffales(?) and smoke from busses I defend my money like soldiers I to punish Defence mechanism infections, the way that BUSS IS Ain't no around, I'm frontin, Get it? As for getting this Im like vomit so disgusting with it my other alias, don't forget it, call me Snow-blower Blowing this bread its nothing with it
Yea we see you bust a bottle at little table stuntin' And we comin' by the bar get the up your frontin'
on 'em We puttin' on 'em We pressure on 'em We puttin' on 'em
Okay we see you in your actin' cocky with your misses Yea you ballin' till you see us and none of them bitches puttin'
on 'em We puttin' on 'em We puttin' on 'em We pressure on 'em
Okay, Weezy F Baby man I gotta put the on 'em Young Money the team, we so Devin Hester on 'em Right up on your lips, got my dick resting on 'em as they woke up, it came and left it on 'em Swag with no effort on em, than a leopard on 'em If he got beef watch me salt and pepper on 'em No Spinderella just plenty for any fellow settle everything for me and everything for me Smoking on G13 and everything funny Specially y'all bitchass niggas, niggas Blood 6 flags niggas, no rollercoaster shit we hold the bread the hoes hold the toasters Young Casanova, I bend their asses She say my dick stronger a sixpack of Cola Man Im so fly I got Pressure bust pipes, but Weezy bust
Yea we see you bust a bottle at your little table And we comin' by the bar get the fucking up your
on 'em We puttin' on 'em We puttin' on 'em We puttin' on 'em
Okay we see you in your Phantom actin' cocky with your Yea you till you see us pullup and none of them bitches puttin'
on 'em We puttin' on 'em We puttin' on 'em We puttin' on 'em