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

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

Shawty look we got, my bass beat and it knock
Got the old school in my old school was to up on yo block
Yo broad chose like she was supposed to and you up in arms 'cause she
I hate to say it but I got to say that I wish that they would just
So fuck these haters, fuck hoes that ain't slammin' doors on they 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, wait til my album drop (get 'em cuh)
Say that's yo' new car? Nigga that's my old
Say that's yo' new bitch? Nigga my old stab
Oh that's yo new flow? shit sound so trash
This that new KRIT shit, that Cole shit, them niggas

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

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