"Bout It" lyrics

"Bout It"

Hello
Street Money Worldwide
Who the fuck this
Lil Dirty
Lil Dirty who?
Dirty draw dawg
Man get the fuck outta here
Ghetto dawg nigga Fresh

Dope boy sees cocaine
Wash away my pain with champagne
Championship, Final Four reign
Bankroll hundreds, don't ever change
Change in the rear-view
Lane change won't switch your lane
Posted up nigga, where we dope slang
Filling up Swishers full of propane
Like ESPN, I got game
Hit the bullseye I got aim
Despite on half how your flame add up
Additional change
Bad bitch in Vera Wang
[?]
It's the plane game
Playing polo team
Flyer than a talking parakeet
Bitch I'm fresher than potpourri
Imported Gucci from overseas
Couple bad bitches, we imported these
But he ain't important
Balling hard like Michael Jordan
Number 7 Jordan number one I'm sportin
You niggas Laker
You niggas can't lay, you wasn't even a Pacer
Driving foreign cars, speed racer
Sport breaker sport biker
CPR because I might not see you tomorrow
Stunt harder
With the bird gang like I'm from Harlem
New Wilson we propose charger
I know your man, I'm still charging him
Boss em up, I'm something to see
Everything come with a fee
Champions don't face the fee
Street money nigga we in the streets
Street money nigga we is discreet

Life you know about it
Damage you know about it
All my nigga bout it
We bout it...
Hood rich bitch

Fresh, go in on these niggas
DJ Pretty Boy

This life, I've been bout it
Diamonds on my wrist like this bitch crowded
This bitch shawty see me in the Audi
Living life fast - pyoom - bitch I'm out it
Daylight, how we get a bitch from Maui
We grill the beef and you niggas coward
You niggas softer than Downy
This dirty money - we wash and count it
Ain't selling bricks - come get these ounces
Ain't selling singles - come get these bails
Fuck twelve
Twelve come here, only thing we are giving they ass is scales
I'm giving em hell
These ain't Gucci, nigga these Chanel
These ain't Louis, nigga these Margiels
These ain't Fendi, nigga these something else
I'm something else
I love wealth
I love myself
Pull up matte black looking all stealth
I'm the shit so watch your step
That bullshit, bitch I don't except
Spray you niggas like some hair
Oil sheen, erase you niggas, Nair
Got racks on racks, I'm stacking layers
I should be governor, fuck it - the mayor
Most valuable player
How can you play a player
Show you how to be a player
Be a bear
God damn fresh give em hell

Life you know about it
Damage you know about it
All my nigga bout it
We bout it...
Hood rich bitch

Throw that shit up
Free my nigga Lil B
Nigga what's happening
Street money shit nigga
Best P Dre
Nigga bout it bout it
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Nigga bout it bout it
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Real nigga don't play it
Don't play it, don't play it


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