Try`n 2 Make a Million
Исполнитель: Big Tymers f Juvenile
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(Juvenile)<br>Do you know what this ballin is, I`m talking bout marble floors<br>Tricks in private jets, hoes behind Rover doors<br>You talked about me bad but what you doin<br>Nothin but walkin round tha projects shoo-shooing <br>Get mad when I flash tha karats don`t want to see me have it<br>I guess tomorrow I`ll be smokin a `gar in Paris<br>My cellular ring, ok let`s pick up this change<br>Beeper blowin up, I`m lookin down at tha game<br>I`m steady changin cars so tha feds won`t mess wit me<br>Park tha Q 4-5 and hop in tha Cherokee<br>At about 8:30 I`ll be rollin in a millennium <br>Sippin on condact on my way to my condominium <br>Been rollin livin lavish, eatin in commanders palace <br>Bitches attracted to tha savage<br>Where niggas is chillin, sleepin in tha Royal Senesta<br>My girlfriend is my berretta, I never left her<br>What you know about them Beamers and Moe-Moe`s <br>Them Lexus 4-doors and them `97 Volvos<br>Hell I might as well buy me a castle instead<br>And get fed some grace by Miss USA <br><br>[Hook (Juvenile)]<br>How can I make a million?<br>Without tha feds investigating my building <br>I know niggas gone try me, I`ma have to kill them<br>But I`ma keep on makin money up until then<br><br>(Baby)<br>Golds and hoes, niggas doin videos <br>My everyday wear is Reeboks and Girbauds <br>Young nigga look I`m smarter than Russell Simmons<br>And I got more money than tha average nigga<br>I done sold coke nigga, I done hit blocks<br>I done sold rocks, tha cheap shit had to stop<br>I had to be tha biggest nigga on VL block<br>So I bust open me a quarter ki spot <br>Two G`s a Q-P, now my block is hot<br>A hundred G`s a week nigga, so I couldn`t stop<br>Now I done stole me a few ki`s <br>I`m tha only young nigga Uptown frontin Q-P`s<br>You don`t believe me ask Joe Casey<br>My background coke history speak for me<br>Diamonds and gold all across tha T-O-P<br>And all these hoes wanna ride in my Lexus Jeep<br>If it ain`t cheddar or cheese it ain`t gravy <br>And these car stealin hoes stay up off tha street<br>And these playa hatin niggas need to stop passin through tha UPT<br>And all my new hoes gone ride in my Hummer <br>But I got a top of tha line bitch beside me <br>And if a nigga fuck up my hoe gone ride for me<br>See I`ll put change on my own brain<br>Bitch I spent 50 G`s bullet proofin my Hummer man <br>25 G`s on Fresh`s Suburban nigga<br>We all pack vests nigga, I know you heard me nigga <br>Big Rufus got a Tec and a Lex and he flexin <br>And if a nigga disrespect God gone have to bless em <br>And let his mom dress em cause it`s all good <br>It`s all gravy, bitch nigga stop playa hatin <br><br>[Hook]<br><br>(Mannie Fresh)<br>I done did more hoes than Michael Jackson done shows<br>I done made more money than Tommy sale clothes <br>I don`t think that you can umout shine me man <br>You need to um stand behind me man<br>Come through this bitch lit up like December <br>Givin all these pretty hoes something to remember <br>I`ma nigga wit some endangered specie boots <br>Spillin crystal on tha floor oppps <br>Picture me and yo old` lady butt naked and shit <br>She drunker than a muthafucka, suckin my dick<br>I just gave yo hoe a hundred for her trouble<br>And I`m telling her we can bade in Moet bubbles<br>Separate my money, and then<br>Big Tymers whip they ass wit 20`s and 10`s