Verse 1: 

Young mane for President 

I’ll probably paint the white house black if it was my residence 

Bush back in office some niggas feel that’s irrelevant 

Cuz they still pedalin’ this medicine but anyway anyday 

I can zurk off quick and make my semi spray 

Send some of my men away just to blow yo men away 

Step off my berry type bullets they like the penetrate 

Young Money we outta school and we got chemistry!! 

(Young Money muthafucka) 

Young spitter, young mane, young cop, young mob, tez pole 

We don’t past the rock nigga we ball hog 

Mad slow in the escalade nigga y’all all fall 

Jack yo fresh ass caddy and steal yo white wallz 

Nigga we don’t like y’all 

Hell yeah we will fight y’all 

We ain’t on no Tyson shit 

We ain’t tryin’ bite y’all 

Knuckin if u buckin probably bustin’ at yo couzin 

We youngin’ that’s ‘bout somethin’ 

Y’all niggas ain’t ‘bout nuthin’ (chyea, chyea)

Verse 2: 

Nigga we bussin, and bussin to the bang of buss 

Though we don’t run for the olympics but the flame with us 

I got that tussin’ that scummy and that angel dust 

So pick yo high i will supply and correct changes was sup. 

We bring the bussin’ we bussin’ like this thang for us 

You niggas is sleevless man you can’t hang with us 

I got a bitch who speak Spanglish 

She keep her bangles danglin in the cocaine that’s right up in her anus 

Oh Wayne is right up in the spot where he is suppose to 

B got HOVA at the game and now he coachin’ 

Me but I’ve been the champion happy as I ever been 

Lampin’ in the hamptons like what the fuck is a hammock 

The chef up in the kitchen like what the fuck is a sammich 

I’m like we gotta find middle ground we need balance 

Challenge me rap my beat everytime i advantage 

I’m outstanding like standing outside up in the twister and walking not damaged 

Standing outside up in the blizzard and walking hot handed 

Serving nicklebacks and I wreck bet I will not panic 

Swerve the nickel black if I wreck bet I will not panic 

Cop another one the next day and drive it crazier 

The seats will be lazier shit’ll be gravier 

Nina Sarafeena my girl so then I baby her 

Wavin’ at her at 2 crazy foo gazee’s I’m 2 brazee 3 brazee’s 

Jeep we got 380’s and P 80 9’s 9’s M-10’s and M 1’s and 12 gages 

Shell cases money put up for jail cases bail make it 

My momma say tuck yo chain son they’ll take it 

I hit em’ with one of those steel faces like 

I’ll be down momma they know who I am momma 

I’m still yo little boy but tell them I’m the man momma 

Fuck wit yo boy man how he broke the hood nigga 

Throw it in yo face tell you get that understood 

Verse 3: 

Niggas know I’m heavy with the coke with the coke 

In the Impala SS and sittin’ heavy on da spokes 

Neva am I broke man I’m playin with some change 

I give a nigga soap like he playin in da rain 

And everywhere i go a ho starin at my chain 

I’m the Most Valuable Playa in da game 

These haters wanna rye me 

Because I got more kicks then niggas with black belts in karate 

Keep a redbone with a real nice body 

Just copped a ‘Lac and a yellow Maserati 

Niggas ain’t fuckin with the dawg 

We young money shoppin and we don’t need nothing in the mall 

These niggas ain’t as rich as us man ya rims to small 

Get yo muthafuckin’ inches up 

Cuz i copped me a benz today 

Just to go on 106 and Park and hand the keys over to Free and AJ

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