still broke, still gutter Hit four chicks, then avenge like folk brothers Then rob a bank teller I'm sorta like old yella, call me for trouble I got chop
the Verazano Rapid Marziano I hit your arms till they drop Palms to your chops left hook put your palms in the block Jingo pop then don't stop till the
ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas Hit 'em up and get 'em up, I ain't done, I ain't did enough Trippin' when I rip it, I be the X when
um? Of course we did, but didn't I strap a jimmy, hun? I'm lookin' for the torn wrapper but there don't seem to be one No offense, baby girl, I don't
Knock I Gotta Give It To You Straight Like A Bar Shot Cuz The Streets Don't Play Fair (Huh) Niggas Mad Cuz You Got More Rides Than The State Fair Terrified I Can't
I saw the shame Y'all don't know that our greatness came before the chains No you can't imagine a future where this all can change If one of us ain't
you know we stayin playa made, you know we gotta strive to the T-o-p, thats the top man Ima come through nigga down to bring the pain If these hoes down
, but a Benjamin Franklin cause uh [Hook - 2x] Friends just ain't friends no more Ain't no love, cause money is all we adore Friends just ain't friends no more I don't
[Chorus - T-Pain] I know they hatin' on me, 'cause I'm the man I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn I'm a self made trillionaire I'm a self made trillionaire
About to lie in, I want to change, but I ain?t trying It ain?t justifying, my grand pops dying Moms, I?m sorry for the pain, there?s sunshine after
I do to your face Might be me, might be my friends I might need an alibi it all depends And I don't give a fuck if you don't like it, suck this I'm a
Up and down Didn't I say niggas gotta come ready for more? Father forgive us for we know not what we do Ain't nuttin here, ain't nuttin you gotta say
We run from red and blue lights to get the green But whoever got that white is winning like Charlie Sheen [Verse 2 - T-Pain] Teddy Pain, Teddy Pain,
Harding did to Nancy They don't want you to win no more Soul Train, they don't want you to attend no more And I guess that's why, they ain't your friends
up All my G's rep... [Pain interrupts chorus] [Bridge one: Pain & Cee] [Pain:] Carolyn! [Cee:] Yeah what? [Pain:] Uhm ... Los said he didn't want a
chop, chop[Chorus]Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, ChopSwing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, ChopSwing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, ChopSwing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop
the end The world dealt me a healthy hand of pain and lies And you can see the hate in my eyes it's no surprise It ain't shit bitch believe that Suckers
desert that ain't seen rain Nobody here that ain't felt pain There's no bigot that ain't been clowned There's no treasure that I ain't found Ain't no
