Right Above It-Future Hit Makers

歌手 : Future Hit Makers

专辑 : 50 Top Pop Hits

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:33

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TXT Right Above It-Future Hit Makers 文本歌词

Right Above It - Future Hit Makers (未来流行乐制作者)

Who else really tryna f**k with Hollywood Cole I'm with

Marley G bro

Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows

And I wanna tell you something that you prolly should know

This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow

And uh my real friends never hearing from me

Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me

That's why I pick and choose I don't get sh*t confused

I got a small circle I'm not with different crews

We walk the same path but got on different shoes

Live in the same building but we got different views

I got a couple cars I never get to use

Don't like my women single I like my chicks in twos

And these days all the girls is down to roll

I hit the strip club and all them b**ches find a pole

Plus I been sipping so this sh*t is moving kinda slow

Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go

Now tell me how you love it

You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it

We on

It's Young Money motherf**ker

If you ain't running wit it run from it motherf**ker all right

Now somebody show some money in this b**ch

And I got my B's with me like some honey

In this b**ch ya dig

I got my gun in my boo purse

And I don't bust back because I shoot first

Meet me on the fresh train

Yes I'm in the building you just on the list of guest names

And all of my riders do not give a f**k X Games

Guns turn you boys into pussies sex change

And I smoke 'til I got chest pains

And you niggas know I rep my gang like Jesse James

Women are possessive and they wanna possess Wayne

I been fly so long I fell asleep on the f**king plane

Skinny pants and some Vans

Call me Triple A get my advance in advance amen

As the world spin and dance in my hands

Life is a beach I'm just playing in the sand

Uh wake up and smell the p**sy

You niggas can't see me but never overlook me

I'm on the paper trail it ain't no tellin' where it took me

Yeah and I ain't a killa but don't push me

Now tell me how you love it

You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it

We on

It's Young Money motherf**ker

If you ain't running wit it run from it motherf**ker all right

Now somebody show some money in this b**ch

And I got my bees with me like some honey in this

B**ch ya dig

I got my gun in my boo purse

And I don't bust back because I shoot first

Uh how do he say what's never said

Beautiful black woman I bet that b**ch look better red

Limping off tour 'cause I made more off my second leg

Ma'f**kin' Birdman Junior eleventh grade

Ball on automatic start

I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw

Wildcat offense check the paw prints

We in the building you niggas in apartments

No-now c'mon be my blood donor

Flog so nice you ain't gotta put a rug on her

Do it big and let the small fall under that

Damn where you stumbled out From where they

Make gumbo at

Kane got the f**king beat jumping like a jumping jack

But you know me I get on this b**ch and have

A heart attack

Hip-hop I'm the heart of that ni**a nothing short of that

President Carter Young Money Democrat

Now tell me how you love it

You know you at the top when only heaven's right

Above it

We on

It's Young Money motherf**ker

If you ain't running wit it run from it motherf**ker all right

Now somebody show some money in this b**ch

And I got my bees with me like some honey in this

B**ch ya dig

I got my gun in my boo purse

And I don't bust back because I shoot first