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DJ Khaled!
And you know it don't stop, grindin' round that
Masterminding my second album, my first just dropped
a touchdown on my first down, niggas thought I was gon' flop
See I hustle like my momma but I look like my pops
And we still duckin' cops, ride round and takin'
Hennessy for my enemies, niggas 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 told you ASAP but you niggas rappin' like Aesop, get a grip
Oh that's your dream car? Nigga my old whip
Oh your dream girl? Nigga that's my old bitch
Oh that's your new Nigga that's my old shit!
This that new Krit shit, that Cole shit, them niggas

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

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 broad chose she was supposed to and you up in arms 'cause she bopped
I hate to say it but I got to say that I wish that they would stop
So fuck these haters, fuck hoes that ain't slammin' doors on they drop
Y'all niggas too to remember how to the south used to be but I'm not
So it come to snappin', Cadillacs, SpottieOttieDopaliscious, y'all pop
You thought Wuz Here and R4 were the shit, bitch wait til my album drop (get 'em cuh)
Say that's yo' new car? Nigga my old slab
Say that's yo' new bitch? Nigga my old stab
Oh yo new flow? That shit sound so trash
This new KRIT shit, that Cole shit, them country niggas

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

One for the money, two for the
Three for 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!
They say they ready for (for whatever, for whatever, for whatever)