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Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out

All I wanted in life is to be a soldier
Can't help it if the folks at MTV love me
I see you niggaz ain't rentin and leasin these cars
Everybody hate on Young Tru boy
Frontin like you buy and buy and buy and buy 'em
Ice drippin wet like I just hopped up out the rain
House longer than I-70, arise ten stories
Derrty this, Derrty that, guess I'm a Derrty cat
Cause they know that the nigga on fire fire fire fire
Oh God, it's Remy Martin!
Y'all know, top of the world's my motto (uhh)
Claimin that you makin so much paper but I know
High definition to any form of telecast
And I still +Rob+ niggaz just like Horry
Dip deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out
My picture perfect pose like I hopped up out a frame
That I know that you a liar liar liar liar
(Feat. Fat Joe, Young Tru & Remy Martin)
Yeah, I been testin law with the darkest tints
If you pimpin and niggaz spendin, where's the paper you seein?

I'm like a - block away and the whip be startin (uhh)
We them locksmith boys, we keep a few ki's
Lamborghini spreewells, butterfly doors
He blazin that fire behind the {?} they don't know-oh
If you ballin then quit the stallin, let a grand hang out
My pockets like Wyclef Jean, the +Fu-gees+
All I need is a minute to "Shatter Your Dreams"
A Midwest rider like my derrty Jesse James
Fuck a handout, I been gettin {?} since way back
And like, forty-nine to go with that
A hundred and twenty up Natural Bridge in that Mo-Mo
Nelly - Grand Hang Out
Can't wait to see they faces when I drop the Maybach
Can't stand the backseat driver, that's why I cop the Coupe
Ain't a coach on the planet that can take me out the game
Stop stallin, I'm ballin, call me Sheryl Swoops
In a stretch Phantom, with more Windows than Bill Gates {*echoes*}
Slippin and slidin, look how he ridin pass the po-po
Whoo! I'm really thinkin of changin my name to Krispy Kreme
Meditation that Marley, the hydraulicals
See I can stunt and tell a chick "Yo let your man hang out"
Hey yo, I pull up so aggressive nigga, hoppin out the thang
They dyin cause we street, keep heat, and keep firin
Y'all wanna be us keep tryin, we buyin, he's lyin
Some'n like McDonald's when I move in packs
Now you can find me with chicks just doin yoga
Since he frontin like it's nothin, let a grand hang out
Sellin niggaz some chickens, rob 'em get the birdies back
The CEO of Derrty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Anna Kournikovia, baby girl's my model (uhh)
I'm paper chasin, chasin the paper, you chasin dreams
Me and young derrty got plenty hoes and hella cash
We like, fuck, that; I need a stack
Plumber of the game, that flood the state
And all I do is rep the hood where the jugs be
artists don't eat like the month of Ramadan
The type to, cop the jersey, throw it back
You heard Big, go check the Brown, they might hire you
So explicit valet had to tip to park the shit (errt!)
Yeah.. they lease and we buy 'em, we peace and they crime
I'm quick to, tell a hoe her flow is wack
And we about to sell more than Avril Lavigne (biatch!)
Caterpillar pimp, that butterfly whores
Mean-muggin all you niggaz like I hopped up out your dame
You lyin, you claim you buyin but you rentin and leasin
My heart beats forever like my name was Eddie King
I'm do-nuts nigga, let me tell you what I mean
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My money gettin stronger like it's takin Creatine
I'm like uh-oh, there he go-oh
Rap phenomenon - soon as the album drop
Y'all see the T.S. we shinin, come to the B-X we grindin
Quarter-Pound Supersized bullets and Big Mac's