• 標題:Streets Is Watchin'
  • 歌手:Young Money
  • 專輯:We Are Young Money
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    [00:-2.00]Young Money - Streets Is Watchin'

    (Lil' Wayne:)
    Yeah, uh huh
    David Banner on the beat bitch
    Hahaha
    Young Money, Streets
    I'm a east sider rider, whoa kemosabe
    Bitches get to stepping like Cole, Gina, Tommy
    Pussy is a weapon and my hoes think I'm Simon
    And simon say go and get my motherfucking money
    Young Moolah bitch, tell them hoes, take their clothes off
    And I don't hunt birds but I'll shoot you in your mohawk
    Yeah, flow nasty like coleslaw
    Call me mister no flaw
    (Gudda Gudda:)
    Yeah, I sip drank and pop pills til I dose off
    Wake up, grab the mic then I go's off
    Too G for office, boss of all bosses
    Crucify rappers, nail niggas to the crosses
    I'm fresh out the slaughterhouse, blood on my apron
    We Louisanimals, watch me let the gators in
    I'm going on my paper run, a week at the Days Inn
    Icing on my fingertips, I be getting cake in
    (T-Streets:)
    I be getting cake then
    Watching for the rats and trying not to get snakebit
    It's that pointing at your face shit
    And if you scared, you better go and see Mase bitch
    David Banner on the beat hoe
    And I beat the beat up like Dee Bo
    I got the game on TiVo
    So I guess you can say The Streets Is Watchin'
    (Jae Millz:)
    I don't promise much but I promise you that it'll flow boy
    Name Jae but you can call me Millsbury Doughboy
    Silence on the nine but the chopper make mo' noise
    But if the bitch scream, I'ma pop her, no noise
    Bank account top solid, Truck nice and brolic
    The rims sticking out like the shoulders on Dwight Howard
    You niggas ain't G's you gents and quite coward
    But I'll put you higher than flight pilots
    I am petrifying, The metal turn to lightning
    Burn through your clothes like an iron
    I am no american idol, no Simon Cowell
    Wack niggas throw in the towel
    I'm getting money with the rap, pay me by the vowel
    I'm hungry like a pack of wolves so I just howl
    Holla, Cash rules everything around me
    So I'ma get the money, dolla dolla bills in them hundreds
    (Nicki Minaj:)
    Ugh, yo, yo yo,
    I'm a bad what? bout to get a maniped
    I'm the big bad wolf and your granny dead
    Eventhough I'm in mexico
    I rep New York like Plaxico
    Look, switch my name, now I'm celebrating Hannukah
    Lewinski bitches, young money Monica
    I been hot since hedgehog, Sonic the
    So could you pass me the keys to the Tonica
    I mean Tonka, That's the truck bitches
    Fuck you and fuck all of you fuck bitches
    Matter of fact, put some sprinkles on my cupcakes
    And get ready to put your dimples in this duct tape