Fast Life

Money first, fast cars, out come the chicks of they panties and Bras Come on I said come on I do hits for my go-getters, to my O flippers All my Rose moe sippers, tell the Feds to take more pictures I smile for the camera, my niggas hold keys like janitors Throw D's on that bitch, bought her tits like Pamela's Spend a whole day tryin' to take all my stamina Never that still got more for Tamara Pusha's sex game no amateur, I come clean J Rule damaged the scene, the coupe got a mind of it's own Like Christine Murderin' the block, half past grind mutherucker be the time On the watch What you wanna do with me, King Powder flow untouchable If you don't believe, then homie you sniff me The scent's still trapped in my clothes And I just came from over the stove so what you wanna spit? What yo' paper 'bout? Throw them G's up Show your watch off, roll your sleeve up New plates on it, hold them keys up We buy the bar out, baby drink up It's the limelight, it's the car show She wanna joy ride see how fast the car go Hot summer days, long Vegas nights We bet it all baby, welcome to the fast life R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G Word on the street girlfriend, he's stingy Yeah, rare like Da Vinci, collars to the ceiling I'm dreaming, somebody pinch me My presence is an event, the party don't start until they let us in That's right, ladies and gents Coke money turned rap money, give it a rinse Next come the spin cycle The rims on that Benz get more spin than Michael I leave them hoes with an eyeful Malice be the truth like the Bible To the red-bottomed souls All they do is stare like I'm in a fish bowl Last drag and I got the glow My public awaits I got to go What yo' paper 'bout? Throw them G's up Show your watch off, roll your sleeve up New plates on it, hold them keys up We buy the bar out, baby drink up It's the limelight, it's the car show She wanna joy ride see how fast the car go Hot summer days, long Vegas nights We bet it all baby, welcome to the fast life Money first, fast cars, out come the chicks of they panties and Bras Come on I said come on I 3D it, if I say it you can see it No red and blue lenses needed The red, white, and blues in the chains makes them pledge Allegiance These 16s is undefeated, now crown me It's the all mighty duo, you know Critically acclaimed, movin' weight like a sumo On my ditty bop, playcloths knitted top Clipse 3, titled 'Til the Casket Drops And the boy got swagger Pop's is a Rolling STone I'm Mick Jagger Don't wanna pick up the chrome but might hafta Anyone think he gonna dethrone the rapper Next chapter, us out in Vegas Breakin' the bank just like we ballplayers And we all up in the majors Pushin' crack to a faults in San Andreas What yo' paper 'bout? Throw them G's up Show your watch off, roll your sleeve up New plates on it, hold them keys up We buy the bar out, baby drink up It's the limelight, it's the car show She wanna joy ride see how fast the car go Hot summer days, long Vegas nights We bet it all baby, welcome to the fast life