Letras
Post up, break it down
Fire it up
Ninety nine problems
Ashin off my jernt
Bad bitch
look she off a poster
Cold cuts playin
Got my cold cup
Okay I wake up, bake up
Gotta get this paper
If I could have it any other way
Be nun to lace ya
Never asked for much
Just know I keep you in my prayers
Perpetratin' plus you know
This game will make or break ya
Done got my groove back
Moving under the wraps
Like this jernt filled with green crack
Chevy pastel white
Gotta call it Joan Cuzack
Ain't talking bout me
Can't say the same for other cats
I'm really bout that
Post up, break it down
Fire it up
Ninety nine problems
Ashin off my jernt
Bad bitch look like
She off a poster
Cold cuts playin
Got my cold cup
Post up, break it down
Fire it up
Ninety nine problems
Ashin off my jernt
Bad bitch look like
She off a poster
Cold cuts playin
Got my cold cup
Fast cars, bad broads
I see the vision
Top charts, unanimous
No split decision
Tony stark, state of the art
That's How we building
They swam with sharks and tanked
And called it good business
Now who cold as us
Put shit in a cobra clutch
Break ya down to ice and slush
Slide off the top like starsk and hutch
Getting a bag yeah that's a must
Camo flags my style too plush
Slick hating cause I can't be touched
I'm cooling Lighting another one
Post up, Break it down
Fire it up
Ninety nine problems
Ashin off my jernt
Bad bitch look like
She off a poster
Cold cuts playin
Got my cold cup
Post up, break it down
Fire it up
Ninety nine problems
Ashing off my jernt
Bad bitch look like
She off a poster
Cold cuts playin
Got my cold cup