Drop like a beat, come get it, yeah Everybody in the club, get ready I'ma turn it up, about to weight about y'all You can feel the base bump from the beat blow your brains out You can tell I'm ready, make it rain in the club, confetti Black Lambo with black tinting Got my raybans on I'm winning ... Gucci and some Polo I get money I get dolo This song is for my haters Made a fan page, they don't get it.
Meet me if you want to, I drive hummers, you roll ... I mean catch me at the Grammies Next to Oprah it's fantastic I wear diamonds, yo wear plastic I got jet skis, you got trailers In the backyard, it's amazing Got ... cars parked it's tragic, tragic
...but girl call me Charlie Sheen when I'm partying Cause I throw the money up and down like a trampoline I am at the top on my game like a tip off I'm a dog on the beat trying to keep the ticks off Yeah I'm spitting bars cause I'm really getting kicked off I'm worth more than I charge I'm getting ripped off Mind in this world but god is putting fear in me Haters ain't scare me, no matter how hard you rap You still can't see me I'ma call you Stevie, ... better yet I'ma call you blind theory I don't think you hear me, winning That's all I could do I couldn't even loose if you pay me to loose I can pay for a crew cause I paid all my dues They sleeping on me, go ahead let them snooze.