You Ain't Mad Iz Ya

She like them twenties sittin' tall on the truck

You ain't mad is ya

Love to shake that thang and back it up

You ain't mad is ya

Tryin' to catch a baller with them figures

You ain't mad is ya

Gold diggers, we call em' gold diggers

You petty niggas get the fuck on, you got nothin' on us Jones

You flodgin' like you on, just because you got a cell phone

You need to come on down man, you think that I am so lame

I worked out with them fifteens and I'm ridin' on them chrome thangs

So what the fuck's that tellin' you, I'm a ballerhollic too

Always fresh as hell, with them twelve gold, grillin fool

When you see me in the club, I be checkin out the thugs

Scopin' out from head to toe, lookin' for a baller ho

Wanna holla at me, you gotta drop off that cheese

I'm lookin' for some real G's, I'm so damn money hungry

I'm hot off all you niggas, I'm mad about my figures

I got no time for playin' games, I'm fucked up on that liquor

So ain't no need in stallin' I see you over there ballin'

You kickin' it with yo dog and the shots I here you callin'

I need to holla at cha' my nig I gots to get cha'

Ain't worried about a damn thang cause I know I'm gonna sweat cha'

No chickenhead get no respect trick

And these cowards get a classic playa pluckin' on 'em

I be's bout paper, I be's bout green

I be some where workin' with a triple beam

Gettin' my freak on, keepin' my mouth strong

Off in somebody's hood with a big tone

Sometimes man it's dangerous life that

Bang yo baby mama, now he hate that

Don't get mad dog, used to be man

Supplyin' broads with the cheese off ya work man

Table dances, tricks and trances

Big ol' pimps breakin' wenches through romances

Dances with wolves, lil' red ridin'

I'm on the prowl, wow, don't be hidin'

I'll be findin' where that hot spot

Get that thang wet, make that thang pop

You see I be up on these niggas, I'm tryin' to see

Can he fulfill my needs and give me cheese

Shit a bitch that want cho' pockets, I'm checkin' wallets

ATM, yo check book whatever you call it

I'm a mack, I spit my pimpin' and get chu' hooked

You shouldn't have looked cause once you look, you gon' get took

Be out the frame, I'm runnin' thangs

It ain't no doubt, I'll take yo check

And with respect, I'll put chu' out

I'll break you down, you say you pimp

You gon' get ganked, I got chu' mean

Mean whipped withdraws out from yo bank

You super trickin' and then you lickin'

I let it be known it ain't no stickin'

You say you hittin' man I be trippin' all the time

I know the biz, you think you slick, you tell yo friends

That chu' be in, ain't that some shit

I need that fetti, that ghetty, ghetty

Man I be yetty, you gon' let me

This shit is hectic, you shouldn't have met me

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