Letras
Aight
Yeah
Chyeah
Wah
How you gon' think that a nigga like me
Won't get back on my feet when I fall?
Half of these niggas gon' hate
When I walk in the room all they bitches in awe
I do not need your applause
It'll take you some numbers to see I'm a dawg
I keep the stick in the closet
These niggas talkin', I'm gonna respond
How you gon' think that a nigga like me
Won't get back on my feet when I fall?
Half of these niggas gon' hate
When I walk in the room all they bitches in awe
I do not need your applause
It'll take you some numbers to see I'm a dawg
I keep the stick in the closet
These niggas talkin', I'm gonna respond
Bitch I'm the brains and the brawn
Everyday raising the bar
Light up a J in the car
I do not go to the mall
I'd rather go up to Mars and see all the stars and how they gon' fall
Yeah, I cannot fuck with these broads
They just want your money and cars and all
Mercedes at home and it don't need to start
I am not giving you any more keys, I gave you the one to my heart
I'm playing, I give you the Bimmer
You know we don't play with the boys in the park
I had to go skrr on these niggas
This shit probably kill 'em, you'd think it's a hearse
Can't even go square with these niggas
They bringing up copies to fight, it's on purpose
I got it declared, I'm that nigga
Nobody gon' body me up in a Versus
Can't even stare at that nigga
He dying for pussy when pussy is worthless
Just like a floatie, I'm surface
I need my money, ain't perfect
Half of these niggas need birth control
Is thirsty
How you gon' think that a nigga like me
Won't get back on my feet when I fall?
Half of these niggas gon' hate
When I walk in the room all they bitches in awe
I do not need your applause