IT'S GOOD 

[Jadakiss]
 I'm as real as they come, I follow the rules
 I'm still in the hood but I probably should move
 Made enough money, I don't f-ck around
 I just felt they needed me, so I stuck around
 Feds got my man, shit is real son
 Cause my god son just became my real son
 Think life is a game but all you get is a turn
 You live and you learn, either you freeze or you burn
 Kush in the air, I'm pushing the gears
 Love turned into hate, hate turned into fear
 If it aint right, I don't sign the deal
 Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill
 Gasoline, propane, aint no salary cap in the dope game
 Aint no collective bargaining on cocaine
 So in other words nigga, do your thing
 
[Drake]
 Mind in one place, heart in another
 Please pardon my brother
 He's just angry at you niggas who don't have your heart in your rap shit
 And got too f-ckin comfy, cause we still f-ckin hungry
 Young Money, got the munchies
 Faded, f-ckin faded, aww yeah I'm f-ckin faded
 They tellin' lies about me, aww yeah I must've made it
 Rikers Island on this flow, 8 months for that pistol
 But at least they had some bad bitches workin' in that shit hole
 Ahhh, 3 visits later, I went and did it major
 So f-ck the judge, and the jury, and the litigator
 Watchin all these kids who thought they had it figured out
 And then November came, they let my nigga out
 
[Lil Wayne]
 Stop playin, I aint with that bullshit
 Niggas act like bitches. Shanaynay, oh my goodness
 This is Wayne's World, and y'all are just some tourists
 Give me three wishes, I wish, I wish, I wish, you would bitch
 Brand new p-ssy, p-ssy good as baby power
 Two glock 40′s, nigga you got 80 problems
 Swimmin' in the money, Imma need some f-ckin goggles
 It's better to give, but we don't give a f-ck about 'em
 I just came home, shit then got real hoe
 Lil Weezy-ana, the boot nigga, steal toe
 I aint workin with a full deck but I deal hoe
 I just touched down, kick the motherf-ckin field goal
 Talkin 'bout baby money? I got your baby money
 Kidnap your bitch, get that 'how much you love your lady' money
 I know you fake nigga, press your brakes nigga
 I'll take you out, that's a date nigga
 I'm a grown ass blood, stop playin with me
 Play asshole and get an ass whippin'
 I think you pussy cat ha, hello kitty
 I just throw the alley-oop to Drake Griffin
 I lay em down, tempur-pedic
 This shits a game of chess, you niggas think it's cleavage
 It's young money, yeah 'tis the season
 I give you the business, bitch this a business meeting
 My niggas hungry, my bitches greedy
 Will I die a bloody murder? Dear Mr. Ouija
 Nigga, I'm straight, my girl a faggot
 Potato on the barrel, pop pop tater salad

IT'S TIME TO GIVE ME MINE 


[Chorus]
 Been running for too long [x3] It's time to give me mine
 Time to time to give me mine, time to give me mine
 Benn running for too long, it's time to give me mine
 
[Lil Wayne]
 I'm so far ahead man
 What they talking bout, Fee, they ain't saying shit
 It could weak a whole court, like Stan Smith
 Or Judge Judy, you niggas betta shoot me
 Cause I bought my mans a glock, and I bought myself a uzi
 Don't confuse me, no they don't amuse me
 I come after the money, like Wednesday come after Tuesday
 I told Stunna I'm wylin', he say don't worry I got ya
 He told me, cut the heads off, and bring 'em back for papa
 Yea, dem niggas gettin scurred, word
 All dat talkin, just a whole bunch of verb
 Pussy ass nigga got a whole bunch of nerve
 I have 'em put yo picture on a whole bunch of shirts
 I smoke a lot of weed, and drink a whole bunch of syrup
 I like brain, so I fucks with a whole bunch of nerds
 Heh, I am number 1
 Cause 2 is not a winner, and no one remembers third
 
[Chorus]
 
[Lil Wayne]
 Wizzle F. Baby, yea (bitch!)
 See, money is the topic, baby
 See, I'm a giant, all these otha niggas mockin, baby
 They microscopic, baby
 Big crib, I can't even hear 'em knockin, baby
 Headed to the top, like I'm tied to a rocket, baby
 To all the foreign woman, let's make a tropic, baby
 I got so many bitches, I could make a combilation
 I'd like to thank the haters, for yo cooperation
 I got dat docter chopper, give you an operation
 Nigga this is my crusaders, kill for confromation
 We all got on masks, we bout to toxic waste 'em
 I hope they momma raised 'em, cause they got bitch ways
 If they don't pay for ya, they get ya back dead
 Real talk, stop walkin on ya back legs
 Step into the lime light, bullshit backstage
 I used to tote a 32 up in my crack days
 I tote dat AK-47 in my rap days
 
[Chorus]
 
[Lil Wayne]
 I'm comin, Wizzle F. Baby (bitch!), yeah
 Come and get it, anyone can get it
 But since I'm the president, I'll be a lil more politic
 I'm chillin in the clinic
 Cause dats how many nurses, I got working on my dizzick
 Snakes in the grass, rats, lizards
 But 'round here, snitches don't exist like wizards
 Hoe this ain't punch, I'm sippin on some sizzurp
 I roll a fat joint, and do my fingers like scissors
 Da game so cold, I done had my share of blizzards
 But now I got dat big money runnin like rivers, nigga
 I'm hear to get my shit straight, burner on the hip waist
 Leave a nigga street full of bones, like a fish plate
 Yea, I'm from the hood, but now I'm livin in a rich way
 Swear I got on my knees, and thanked God for this day
 So say what you wanna say
 I need to throw a cup of water in my face
 1st place, I...
 
[Chorus]
 

JOHN 

.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, fetch
I'm fucking her good, she got her legs on my neck
I get pussy, mouth and ass, call that bitch triple threat

When I was in jail she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to death
Top down, it's upset
Been fucking the world and nigga, and I ain't cum yet

You fuck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck
The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I ain't talking about a sketch
I pay these niggas with a reality check

Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a bitch, I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep, so Weezy can't rest
And AK47 is my fucking address

I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car

Yeah, load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it, and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh

Big black nigga and an icy watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch, I got a Nike shop
Count the profits, you could bring them in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordans, kick them off they might be hot, swish

I'm swimming in the yellow bitch
In the red, 9-11 looking devilish
Red beam make a bitch nigga sit down
Thought he were bulletproof 'til he got hit the fifth time

Drop Palmolive in a nigga dope
Make it come back even harder than before
Baby, I'm the only one that paid your car notes
Well connected, got killers off in Chicago

I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car

Yeah, load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it, and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh

Talk stupid get your head popped
I got that Esther, bitch, I'm Red Fox
Big B's, Red Sox
I get money to kill time, dead clocks

You're fucking with a nigga who don't give a fuck
Empty the clip, then roll the window up
Pussy niggas sweet, you niggas Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch, she say she finnin' cum

Two hundred thou' on a chain, I don't need a piece
That banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, Eazy E
Five letters, Y-M-C-M-B

Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass nigga
I see you looking with your looking ass nigga
You don't know the rules, kill them all and keep moving
If I die today, it'd be a holiday

I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a chopper in the car
So don't make it come alive
Rip your ass apart, then I put myself together
Y-M-C-M-B, Double M, we rich forever

The bigger the bullet, the more that bitch going to bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I paint
Red Lamborghini 'til I gave it to my bitch
My first home invasion, papa gave me forty bricks

Son of a bitch, then I made a great escape
Ain't it funny, mama? Only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm Santa Claus
Niggas gather around, got gifts for each and all of y'all

Take it home and let it bubble, that's the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you fucking up
It's a cold world, I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays, motherfucker huddle up

I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car, yeah

JUMP JIGGY 


We gone make 'em:

[Chorus 2x]
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

[Verse 1]
I tell 'em no lie
I blow by wit the Bentleys wit the O eyes
I low-ride, cuz these 20 inch rims just make it so hot
You know I, been had Twinkie, look at the pinky
And the link be all the way down to the nuts, diamonds twinklin'
They think you need to stop they say it's not called for
It's such a small car for it cost more than a ballpark
See my life is high priced, a lot a room a lot a bling
My ice is like Andrew Dice "Ba-Da-Boom, Ba-Da-Bing"
I'm tryin' to see flying in a Lamborghini
Wit your girl right beside me in a tan bikini
Cut the music down and tell her, "hey ya man's a weenie"
Plus I'm hot and got more iceberg than damn Bananeeie
And I'm just a teenager and I make this dough
Pull out my bankroll and Bill Gates still broke
And I keep it on a hush but I'm richer than normal
And a frost bit wrist, have me sniffin' the carpet

[Chorus 2x]
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

(Verse 2)
You know, pistol on my side fully loaded
I drive slowly, wit televisions watching Kobe
Pull over by some broad; make her hop right in a blow me
And suck a nigga drive, then its, "slut get out my ride"
Have you heard about, shorty be Iceberged out
Got them birds real affordable, so get the word out
And you still can see the grill wit the lights burn out
Nothin' lil' about the wheels on my bright orange drop
I'm thuggin' and pimped out, flossin' and glissed out
Sit my arm in warm water, I'm throwin' my wrist out
Got quarters in this house, ki's in that van,
Got ounces in her ride, and G's in that bag
Shhh, You hear that, here come Weezy on his way in a platinum leer jet
We gamblin' nigga bet, bet nigga disrespect and he get dampled and wet
Whole goddamn family get trampled wit that
I make 'em:

[Chorus 2x]
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

Alright I bounce for the 17 and jump for the Grover
Just put TV's and bump in the Rover
Slump the bitch over, cum on her shoulder
Bet I make the slut eat it up like yogurt
Wrists is ferocious, dick just bogus
Fuck a hoe watch she come back like a chorus
Life on Ann Deloris met her in a ???
She like to snort coke, you should see the size of her nose is
We really the ones controllin', no choices
And we got Guns and Roses, Rolls Royces
Beefin' ain't fake, not to mention
all our rides are dubbed like blank tapes
I really think my jewelry and lights have somethin' in common
Cuz everytime you put them bitches on they start shinin'
The shit is mind blowin'
As a matter of fact I got a bitch that's mind blowin'
She give my head a blow job, I guess she's mind blowin'

[Chorus 3 1/2x]
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

KING KONG 


I pop my trunk and everybody get to running,
The "fireman" bitch like my body in the oven.
I'm one egg short, I'm just tryin to get a dozen.
My name like honey, it got all the bitches buzzing.
The neck of the barrel is so long and narrow,
And it shoot a bunch, you just lunchin and munching like Farrel.
Bloodshot eye's on the sparrow,
I stay high, but on-point like an arrow.
Street nigga baby Im in love with the gravel,
Money gives me life like the man with the gavel
I'm straped at home, I'm strapped when i travel
I pop my trunk and make the bitches spread like cattle

[chorus]

(I got King Kong in the trunk)...and i feed him banana clips,
And he sing like Gladys Knight and the Pips
Im just sticking to the muthafucking manuscript,
Understand im tryin to get the chips and the dip.
Better know i hold that gun with a Panther grip,
My hollow bullets got tips like a dancer bitch.
Where my money? Where my money? You need to answer quick,
Or I'll get back on my ransom shit. (Put him in the trunk)
So you'll be laying ontop of speakers.
Holes all in you like an old pair of sneakers.
Before I do a day, on the edge, I will leap first.
Bet you any money that I will land feet first.
Married to the Benjamins, battle all my enemies,
Riding with Big Foot, Harry, and the Hendersons.
Godzilla, King Kong...and if i have to park,
I will open up my trunk and it wil be Jurassic Park

KISHA 


[Lil Wayne]
Got a early call from Kisha
Kisha wanted me to meet her
She said she thought it was time to make the relationship get deeper
Said cool then l'm gone be there
What would be a good time to reach ya
She said what about ten but l thought eleven would be sweeter
Cuz she wanted me to see her
Said l needed a teaser
But shit who got the keys to my Beamer
I rolled me up a blunt and got the Crystal out the freezer
I hopped in the two seater
Left Ne-Ne with Macita
Vroooom speed up run faster than a cheetah
Only thing on my mind is how l'm gone get all in this cheap slut
Should I use a rubber cuz I heard she was a freak
They say she keep it cleaned up
But I don't want HIV
?????
Her name's on my beeper
I called her on the Nokia
And told her come pick me up
As soon as I got in the house she got on her knees and grabbed my penis
Ate it up like some peanuts
I said oooohhhh Kisha
This what I got to meet her
She drunk it like a 2 liter
She blow like a pro
Oh no I got to keep her
Told her l'd be back about eleven I'm gone creep her
But don't go to sleep
I got some more meat to feed ya

[Turk]
Now I'm hot
I wonder was up with Kisha tonight
I'm gone give her a call
See if it's alright
For me to dip through
She said it's all gravy
First I got to get somebody to watch my baby
Baby it's all good
I'll be there in a minute
She didn't know I knew Wayne was already hittin it
Soon as I pull up I see my dog runnin out
He saw me dippin in but he didn't know ???
Soon as he pulled off
I knocked on the door
Sayin to myself look at this dog ass hoe
Its cool what you do
You know I like my shit sucked
For you to swallow the cum and put ice on my nuts
Caught my nut now I'm up
I'm gone holla at ya Kittie
I got studio tonight me and the H-Beezey
I can't be late
I'm gone see ya when I could
Here's Juve on the hip
Let 'em know it was all good

[Juvenile]
Ooohh Oooh there she go
On the way to the corner store
Lil Turk let me know
We done fucked the same bitch before
Say lil mama where you headed
She told me forget it
Hop in the back seat of my car and she spread it
Say baby slow down I don't wanna fuck ya first
I want you to suck on my dick until my nuts will burst
She was a fool with it
She said she had a good teacher she went to school with it
Cuz she knew what to do with it
I didn't want the bitch to have my car smellin
So I took her in the alley with some K Y Jelly
Pull your shorts and your draws down to your knees
Put the rubber on the dick handle that please
I hit it she sucked it
Hit it she sucked it and sucked it
I got tired of the pussy and now I said fuck it
Say boo I gotta ride
My baby moma beepin me and she stay way on the other side
I hit B.G. on the celly
And told him that the bitch was all good and you have it not to telly

[B.G.]
Bitch hold on do I know she fucked three of my dogs
I caught her walkin out the alley down by the mall
She fucked Wayne, Juve, Turk I know she ain't got no walls
But they told me she'd do a damn job on them bolls
She provided the number later on gave her a call
Told her what I was thinkin and she was down with it all
Can't deny it she was a fool kept that dick standin tall
What she'll do to a nigga she'll be against the law
That's how Hot Boys play it when we finish we toss
Baby when you finish Manny Fresh down the hall
After this episode that hoe won't be able to walk
After two or three steps that hoe might fall
Now you know then Hot Boys sad ha
Get in the bitch head
End up doing somethin bad ha
Kisha got did right yeah
Fucked the whole Cash Money click all in one night yeah

KNOCKOUT 

(Lil Wayne - Verse 1)
Uhh
Yeahh
Uh ohh
Yeahh
Hey Barbie, ah, ah, ah, are you into black men?
He- hey hey hey Barbie! Hey I can be your black Ken
Wow! 'Cause once you go black, you never go back
She wore her hair black, with curls in the back
Then she threw that ass back, back, back
Then I fell to the mat, and after that
Everything went black

(Nicki Minaj - Chorus)
Baby 1, 2, 3
Tell 'em get the referee
'Cause he can, get the knockout
If the telephone rings
It's emergency
'Cause he can, get the knockout
Get the knockout

(Lil Wayne - Verse 2)
Hey Barbie, can I call you Barbara? Haha
Hey Barbie! Can I call you tomorrow, and today?
'Cause once you go black, you never go back
And once you go Wayne, everybody else is whack
Then she threw that ass back, back, back, then I fell to the mat
And after that everything went black

(Nicki Minaj - Chorus)
Baby 1, 2, 3
Tell 'em get the referee
'Cause he can, get the knockout
If the telephone rings
It's emergency
'Cause he can, get the knockout
Get the knockout

(Nicki Minaj - Verse 3)
Awe fuck it
Give me that damn bucket
Wh-when I throw this pussy
You better not start duckin'
Oh yo
Hit 'em with the blow
Lo-look out in the crowd
And everybody's yellin' "NO!"
Grab him by his locks
And give us a good box
Hit him below the belt
I wanna give him good top
Top, top
Give him good top
Hit him below the belt
I wanna give him good top
1,2,3
They yellin' 1,2,3
I done hit him with that motherfuckin' court two piece
Tell 'em, tell 'em to mop out
To late to cop out
Give him more head than tupee's that's the knockout

(Nicki Minaj - Chorus)
Baby 1, 2, 3
Tell 'em get the referee
'Cause he can, get the knockout
If the telephone rings
It's emergency
'Cause he can, get the knockout
Get the knockout

(Lil Wayne - Outro)
So just knock me out
So just knock me out
Yeah
Just knock me out
So just knock me out
Just knock me out
Just knock me out
Just knock me out
Just knock me out

KOBE BRYANT 

[Kobe talking]
I want to be the best
I want to be the best that ever played
That's why I play the game
And to be the best you have to win
That's what drives me

[NBA analyst talking]
He's the best player in the game
It's just that simple
There's nothing that Kobe Bryant can't do
He will defend your best player
He will shoot from the perimeter
He will get all in yo mug
He will do whatever it takes
He is the most complete basketball player
In the game today - bar none
He has an assassins mentality
I said this week, I said this when the trade went down
And I will repeat it again
Who's starving more for an NBA World Championship
More than Kobe Bryant? There is no one
This guy is Hollywood

What separates Kobe from the pack?
More than Kobe Bryant, there is no one

[Lil' Wayne]
OK
Kobe doin' work
Two-four on my shirt
He the greatest on the court
And I'm the greatest on the verse
Going for the 4th ring like it was his first
Gotta get the bling
Do it for Kareem!
Two-four so nice, my flow so mean
Catch me at the game sitting next to Goldestein
Kobe Bryant Nikes, purple gold strings,
Kobe in the game dunking on your team
Black Mamba, attack conquer
Basketball beast, rap monster
Crossover good, a turnaround jumper
Or just drive in the lane and dunk on dunkers
You know where it's going, it's going down yo
This is the Lakeshow, but don't drown though
I call him King Bryant, now let the crown show

[Talking]
I'm definitely, I'm just lost for words
I mean, he's amazing

[Lil' Wayne]
Pass me the damn ball
I don't need a pick at all
And don't worry 'bout my shot
'Cause I'ma get that off
Yea, I drops 40 on your double team
Then I drop 81 on another team
Yeah, you better guard me with caution
And watch I work 'em like an auction
No such thing as exhaustion
No time for resting
'Cause I don't take breaks
I just break records
And I prefer the ball with 3 seconds
And I bet we gon' win it all in 3 seconds
Ya dig? That is a guarantee
Apparently
And please tell your defense
Don't ever man to man with me
Double team, triple team
Your defenders sick of me
But, I never let 'em get to me
Literally
Step back and give 'em a three
Ain't no defending me

[Reporter talking]
One guy certainly envious of the way Bryant's playing lately
LeBron James

[LeBron James talking]
I've been recorded saying that
He's definitely the best player in our league
Um, to me, in my eyes
The best scorer in our league
And there's not another guy in our league
That can accomplish some of the things
That he's doing

[Lil' Wayne]
Never take a day off
Catch you at the top of the key
And get a J off
Baseline facetime
Tongue out like two-three
Even two-three gotta love how I do me
Practice while you sleep
Practice in my sleep
Straight outta high school
Tha brackets ain't for me
I will be jumping over you
Like I got a mattress at my feet
And all the Phil Jackson teams
Better be passing it to me
I put the master in the beast
Attack you like a beast
I am starving for victory
And that means I'ma eat
And when they ask you who's the best
Then the answer should be me

[Elie Seckbach talking with Mikael Pietrus]
Reporter: Who's the best player in the NBA?
Mikael: Um, I'll say Kobe Bryant.
Reporter: Really? Why?
Mikael: Because you never know what you're gonna get

[Lil' Wayne]
Call me Mr. Clutch or Mr. Automatic
I can post 'em up, or Lamar go get the alley
I'm going for the ring
I'm going for the ring
I went to Beijing
And came back with the bling
Who they want? They want Kobe
And what he want? He want the trophy
The victory
And the glory
No Shaq
No Robert Horry
Now break 'em off, Kobe break 'em off
You better be where that Laker don't
Yea, just give him the ball and he take it off
Or he properly dishing it to Gasol
Or give it to D-Fish on the wing, yeah
Or just let lil' Ariza do his thing, yeah
'Cause I'm great, and so is my team, yeah

[I thought you want to be the greatest]

Do it for Magic
It's your time baby
I see nothing wrong with doing it four times baby
I'm the best yes
And he the best yeah
Don't worry LeBron - get 'em next year
Now what's defense,
To an assassin?
Killer instinct
Murder the basket
Then steal the ball back
Hold it for ransom
It's more than a game
This is a passion
Been a all-star, been a champion
Free throw line, you hear 'em chanting
MVP, MVP
Kobe Bryant aka Envy Me
In knee deep, smash any D
Whoever he is he can't guard me
He can't guard me

[Elie Seckbach]

So, there you have it. The overwhelming answer was - Kobe Bryant

KUSH 

[chorus]
Yeah, and we smoke that kush
Yeah, that kush
Yeah, and we ball like swoosh
Yeah, like swoosh [2x]

Yeah, now how ya like me now...

[verse 1]
Got the h** goin' till 6
Press a button, watch the m*****f***er do tricks
I don't know what you are on, but I'm on some new s****
While you're b**** is on my d***, like a glue stick
I got a grill, I don't have to get my tooth fixed
The tooth fairy would retire if I loose it
Straight out the clip, that's how I spit like an oozey
You can't find me 'cause I'm lost in the music
I'm runnin' this and I can jump the hurdles
I feelin' like I'm racing a bunch of little turtles
Keep a bandana like the Ninja Turtles
I'm like a turtle, when I sip the purple

[chorus]
And I smoke that kush
Yeah, that kush
Yeah, and I ball like swoosh
Yeah, like swoosh

Yeah, and we smoke that kush
Yeah, that kush
Yeah, and we ball like swoosh
Yeah, like swoosh

(chuckles) so how ya like me now...

[verse 2]
Buck 60 on the dash, I'mma do two
Captain Crunch, these n***as is Fruit Loops
That's why your girl wanna f*** me and my group too
And I'mma make her back it up like "droop shoop"
I'm the Birdman Jr., I gotta do coups
I hop up out that m*****f***er, holler "Soo woo"
Hollygrove 17, I'm from the zoo crew
You would think every animal in the zoo loose
(F*** with me) I'm on that screw juice but I keep my s*** together, not a screw loose
Yeeaahh, word to my Gucc [Gucci] boots, I'm higher than a new suit

[chorus]
Till we smoke that kush
Yeah, that kush
Yeah, and we ball like swoosh
Yeah, like swoosh

Yeah, and we smoke that kush
Yeah, that kush
Yeah, and we ball like swoosh
Yeah, like swoosh

now how ya like me now...

[verse 3]
Buck forty on a ring that I don't really wear
But I bet it light up the night like the city fair
This s*** ain't fair, I didn't have to go there
But all this ice got me feelin' like a polar bear
I'm so aware, I'm so prepared, I'm so fly I will take off into the open air
Lift off, Cristal, please, crackers with cheese
N***a please, we on J-E-Ts like Curtis Martin and whitley green
I'm... lightin', lightin', light the thing, light the thing, no Reggie man

[chorus]
You know I smoke that kush...
And I ball like swoosh [2x]

now how ya like me now...

LA LA 

Songwriters: Banner, David; Carter, Dwayne; Mitchell, B; Smith, Trevor;David, David, David, David, David Banner

Sittin' in the Caddy, Wright like Betty
Floatin' up the aisle like the bride and her Daddy
Hip hop addict, hip hop addict
Man I swear I'm on top like the attic

Yeah bitch, I be with my dog like Shaggy
And we stay clean but we get dirty like Harry
Flyer than bluebirds, cardinals and canaries
Fuck me, I'm all about Oui like Paris

Hilton Presidential Suite already
I'm richer than Nicole and I'm a lion like her daddy
I'm am hotter than the Sunday after Saturday
I swear I'm a savage like Lil' Webbie and Randy

Oscar De La Hoya, box you like a casket
Or Diego Coralles, nigga keep jabbin'
See my style it varies, like drugs in an alley
My leather so soft my paint prettier than Halle

Wittier than comedy, nigga write a parody
But I ain't tellin' jokes apparently
Apparent, yeah my daughter be the twinkle of my eye
You hurt her you kill me and nigga I ain't 'bout to die

See y'all are at ground and my daughter is my sky
I swear I look in her face and I just want to break out and fly
4 tears in my face and you ain't never heard me cry
I'm richer than all y'all, I got a bank full of pride

Ow, started out hustlin', ended up ballin'
Nigga I'm the shit, get the fuck up out my toilet
Started with my girlfriend, ended with her homies
Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'

Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'
Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'
Nigga I'm the shit, get the fuck up out my toilet

My paint bubbleish, the motor so vicious
The rims the same color as the wrapper of a kiss
First some hyphee, thump it like a piston
And when I'm in Detroit, I?ll be ballin' like a Piston

Boy, and did I mention I fly like a pigeon
Higher than gas prices, you Las Vegas trickin'
I'm 9 under par in the Bentley golf cart
The Polo be cream but the bottle's Caviar

Weezy, I'm sick from all this tourin'
You told me sip this then call me in the morning
And I vow I never trust another one
In my life and then I got horny

Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'
Nigga I'm the shit, get the fuck up out my toilet
Started with my girlfriend, ended with her homies
Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'

Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'
Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'
Nigga I'm the shit, get the fuck up out my toilet

See I ain't goin' nowhere, bitch
You know a nigga been home honey
Money fuckin' retarded, called it down syndrome money
My cake sick shit, been diagnosed sickle cell brain
My revenue stream got a disease like a jail bed

Like a mattress from Sing Sing or way down to Comstock
These bitches call me bling king, I shit when the bomb drop
And sprinkle diamonds all over niggas flawless in D-Class
Then twinkle like a shine, just like a sparkle from clean glass

They movin' on a nigga as I walk through the valley, ready?
And zoom in with the cameras like I'm dickin' down Halle Berry
My money help me do things that you nigga's can't believe
Like purchase persons, places all them things that you can't conceive

Like interactin' with women the caliber of Janet
I sit and master my vision and massacre the planet
I hope you nigga's know just what it is
While I'm countin' my paper, nigga's know I'm handlin' my biz

Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'
Nigga I'm the shit, get the fuck up out my toilet
Started with my girlfriend, ended with her homies
Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'

Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'
Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'
Nigga I'm the shit, get the fuck up out my toilet