專輯：I Am Not A Human Being
歌曲：Right Above It
作曲：A. Graham、D. Johnson、D. Carter
Who else really tryna fuck
with Hollywood Cole
I'm with Marley G bro
Flying Hollywood 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 hearin' from me
Fake friends write the wrong
answers on the mirror for me
That's why I pick and choose
I don't get shit 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 bitches
find a pole
Plus I been sippin'
so this shit is movin'
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 motherfucker
If you ain't runnin' wit it
run from it motherfucker
all right
Now somebody show some money
in this bitch
And I got my bees with me
like some honey in this bitch
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 fuck 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 fuckin' 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 playin' in the sand
Uh wake up and smell the pussy
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 killer
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 motherfucker
If you ain't runnin' wit it
run from it motherfucker
all right
Now somebody show some money
in this bitch
And I got my bees with me
like some honey in this bitch
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 bitch
look better red
Limpin' off tour
'cause I made more off
my second leg
Ma'fuckin' 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
Flo' 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 fuckin' beat
jumpin' like a jumping jack
But you know me
I get on this bitch
and have a heart attack
Hip hop I'm the heart of that
nigga nothin' 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 motherfucker
If you ain't runnin' wit it
run from it motherfucker
all right
Now somebody show some money
in this bitch
And I got my bees with me
like some honey in this bitch
ya dig
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don't bust back
because I shoot first
