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DJ Khaled!
And you know it don't stop, grindin' round clock
Masterminding my second album, my first album just
a touchdown on my first down, niggas thought I was gon' flop
See I like my momma but I look just like my pops
And we still duckin' cops, ride and takin' shots
Hennessy for my enemies, know I'm takin' they spot
'Cause that score up on the play clock, show just how I came from way
Just like T-I-P told you ASAP but you rappin' like Aesop, Aesop get a grip
Oh that's your dream car? Nigga my old whip
Oh that's your dream girl? that's my old bitch
Oh your new flow? Nigga that's my old shit!
This that new shit, that Cole shit, them country niggas

One for the money, two for the
Three for hoes saying anything goes
say they ready for whatever!
They say ready for whatever
I around the world, twice to be exact
Six bad bitches and lapped up in the back
say they ready for whatever!
They say they for whatever

Shawty what we got, my bass beat and it knock
Got the old school in my old was to post up on yo block
Yo chose like she was supposed to and you up in arms 'cause she bopped
I to say it but I got to say that I wish that they would just stop
So fuck these haters, fuck these hoes that ain't slammin' doors on drop
Y'all too young to remember how to the south used to be but I'm not
So when it to snappin', Cadillacs, SpottieOttieDopaliscious, y'all pop
You thought Krit Wuz Here and R4 were the shit, bitch wait til my album (get 'em cuh)
Say that's yo' new Nigga that's my old slab
Say that's yo' new Nigga that's my old stab
Oh that's yo new That shit sound so trash
This that new KRIT shit, that shit, them country niggas

up, but don't forget about Compton nigga
One for the money, two for the
for no limit and the rest for death row
That means I been bout it bout it and this is the realist shit I wrote
And if anyone doubt it then they are the loudest of liars I know
I only desire to blow, she only to blow
And I hope that my dick is a flute, and that's not the instrumental
Now pick up my
You let that motherfucker drag like RuPaul, drag your ass to the floor
Bitch, I can admit, I'm a addict, paraphernalia that is
Telling the doctor I'm sick, doctor I'm needing your lips, yea
analogy for it, if I can afford it then I won't ignore it, clear
Cop me a palace and Porsche and right when I floor it that's when I switch
my life on Uranus, uh, keeping one foot in your anus, uh
The foot all on your neck, repeatedly stomp 'til I break it, uh
Bitch I'm demanding respect, these bitches is telling me it
DJ Khaled, if I had callus, holding the torch ain't no challenge, ain't it

One for the money, two for the
Three for hoes saying anything goes
They say ready for whatever!
say they ready for whatever
I been the world, twice to be exact
Six bad bitches and they up in the back
They say ready for whatever!
They say they ready for (for whatever, for whatever, for whatever)