(feat. Dre) [Hook: Dre] I got my locs on, even when it's dark I ain't playing Sitting on a hundred spokes, from all this money I be making That's what's up, (that's what's up-that's what's up-that's what's up) That's what's up, (that's what's up-that's what's up-that's what's up) So much ice on my wrist, but my necklace stay stunning Don't talk to me nigga, if it ain't about money That's what's up, (that's what's up-that's what's up-that's what's up) That's what's up, (that's what's up-that's what's up-that's what's up) [Big Tuck:] Fresh off the lot, the Bentley Azur Blue and yellow's on the piece, look like they going to war My shoe game real, it's like I'm skating the floor The chicks adore, the house built on the shore Big Tuck in the building, the chillest nigga in town When it come to my paper, ain't no kidding around DSR is the click, we holding it down You were stunting in that Benz, till I pulled the Phantom around Spent a grip on the necklace, won't speak on the teeth But the top banana, bottom blueberry and peach So many stones in the mouth, it impaired my speech Shining so hard, I'm not allowed on the beach 26 oor 28's, the only way that I skate Ride heavy in the game, I got the Cheve in shape The man with the cheddar, dividing the cake Take a plane to Aruba, and go surf in the lake [Hook] [Big Tuck:] A lot of y'all don't know me, but a lot of you do Bought a plane from Diddy, and sprayed it cancun blue The car you driving, I bought six for the crew Check the seven point one, I got the signature too I feel it ain't right, to be rich like this Got a pond in the kitchen, with the tropical fish VVS on the chest, leave a marvelous gliss The '76 Chavelle, with the Lambo kit Bought some land in Miami, without touching the stash The glare from the watch, will cause a pilot to crash The paint job sick, I got it wet as a bath Get a whiff of this starter dro, puff it and pass Got my locs on pimping, if it's sunny and not Turning corners in a Phantom, Hugh Hef' ain't got The Big T you see paid, I'm way too hot If you ain't talking bout money, what you talking about [Hook] [Big Tuck:] I got my locs on, and I'm shined up G4 plane, better go on get your grind up Fall to club, Lamborginis all lined up In a world of our own, lil' mama don't mind us It's me the hook, the cross the jab Big Tuck's the chemist, and the booth's the lab Pimping the mic, it's the gift of gab I'm the man of the hour, I got loot to grab [Hook]
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Copy to Clipboard: (feat. Dre) [Hook: Dre] I got my locs on, even when it's dark I ain't playing Sitting on a hundred spokes, from all this money I be making That's what's up, (that's what's up-that's what's up-that's what's up) That's what's up, (that's what's up-that's what's up-that's what's up) So much ice on my wrist, but my necklace stay stunning Don't talk to me nigga, if it ain't about money That's what's up, (that's what's up-that's what's up-that's what's up) That's what's up, (that's what's up-that's what's up-that's what's up) [Big Tuck:] Fresh off the lot, the Bentley Azur Blue and yellow's on the piece, look like they going to war My shoe game real, it's like I'm skating the floor The chicks adore, the house built on the shore Big Tuck in the building, the chillest nigga in town When it come to my paper, ain't no kidding around DSR is the click, we holding it down You were stunting in that Benz, till I pulled the Phantom around Spent a grip on the necklace, won't speak on the teeth But the top banana, bottom blueberry and peach So many stones in the mouth, it impaired my speech Shining so hard, I'm not allowed on the beach 26 oor 28's, the only way that I skate Ride heavy in the game, I got the Cheve in shape The man with the cheddar, dividing the cake Take a plane to Aruba, and go surf in the lake [Hook] [Big Tuck:] A lot of y'all don't know me, but a lot of you do Bought a plane from Diddy, and sprayed it cancun blue The car you driving, I bought six for the crew Check the seven point one, I got the signature too I feel it ain't right, to be rich like this Got a pond in the kitchen, with the tropical fish VVS on the chest, leave a marvelous gliss The '76 Chavelle, with the Lambo kit Bought some land in Miami, without touching the stash The glare from the watch, will cause a pilot to crash The paint job sick, I got it wet as a bath Get a whiff of this starter dro, puff it and pass Got my locs on pimping, if it's sunny and not Turning corners in a Phantom, Hugh Hef' ain't got The Big T you see paid, I'm way too hot If you ain't talking bout money, what you talking about [Hook] [Big Tuck:] I got my locs on, and I'm shined up G4 plane, better go on get your grind up Fall to club, Lamborginis all lined up In a world of our own, lil' mama don't mind us It's me the hook, the cross the jab Big Tuck's the chemist, and the booth's the lab Pimping the mic, it's the gift of gab I'm the man of the hour, I got loot to grab [Hook]
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