[Talking] Hold up nigga, what's this What you want me to get you, a wing dinner or something Man where is Ro, so he could make it rain in this bitch [Hook] I'm gon' get this paper, everyday And I don't give a fuck, what them haters say Alligators with eyes Bulgari's, and a taper fade If I must say so, I'm sharper than a razor blade [Z-Ro] I live in Platinum City, that's where I pay my rent Hell yeah I'm throwing money, while you pay my bitch Hell naw I ain't a trick, just working my wrist Mama I'm a serial killer, she can murder my dick But I ain't paying for it, I'm just making it rain I hope she got insurance, I'm bout to bang up her frame Hurricaning in the club, breaking up your rain Like Splinter Cell, or magnum I'm changing up the game Throughout the month, I'm in and out of different time zones He a Cricket, King of the Ghetto a IPhone Look like the Atlantic Ocean, on top of my dome My dick a car seat, that's all your woman ride on Buckle up he a minute man, I go a couple hours When I'm finished with her, she gon' need a couple showers Call it a black pap smear, I'm bout to shove it down her That go for her, and all them bad ass bitches around her yeah [Hook] [Z-Ro] If you ain't a freak like Ro, you need to let it be known So I don't waste time trying to fuck, pull out my dick and just let it be blown I even got a bitch on Facebook, hating on me Thought I was coming back, she mad still waiting on me To deal with her, if she showed a little patience fo' me I ain't tripping, it's so many bitches that get naked fo' me She make mo' in one night, than you make in a month That's why you mad at her, she a pound and you a blunt If you were sexy you would dance, hoe don't even front Mad cause don't nobody want you, gotta play with your cunt I'm Jacoby Jones, I don't know how to miss a pass Plus I'm Dave Chappelle, I don't know how to kiss a ass Yeah, and even if I tried I could never fall off, too much money on my mind [Hook] [Z-Ro] She think I'm draped, I'm the best she ever had But I can't giver her no money, so if she ever ask You already know I'ma laugh at her, I'm a playa A Papa Reu with my money, I put it in the air I'm thinking beat up the pussy, you thinking when to pay her You put it in her hand, I'ma put it in her hair I'm on the 19th flo', so I'ma send her there She can even start without me, long as she pretend I'm there Pussy is my priority, acronym for pimp He need his leg broke, that's why he walking with a limp It's been a damn good year, so where the blimp Handcuff your bitch or lose her bro, all she need is a glimpse Of all the places I been, and the places I'm gon' go You can buy a car, with all the ones I don't roll My hoes street walkers, ain't nowhere that they won't go And they check over ten thousand a night, but I want mo' [Hook]
