"Respect With The Tech" lyrics

Hey hold the fuck up nigga, nigga you know what the fuck it is nigga, April Fools nigga, shout out to all my fools, foolios and fool ass
Mwah to that pussy, DJ Money let's get it
Respect with this TEC...
Respect with this TEC...
Money! Money! Money!
Respect with this TEC...
Respect with this TEC...
Shout out to the homie Lex Luger
Respect with this TEC...
Respect with this TEC...
DA stand up!
Respect with this TEC...
Respect with this TEC...

I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC
Ain't no blowin' my projects like where the fuck is the TECs?
My clique be so super fresh, got bitches beggin' for sex
Shoot at your face and your chest, one false move you get wet
I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC

Respect with this TEC...
Respect with this TEC...
April Fools!
Respect with this TEC...
Respect with this TEC...
TEC trilla DJ Money
Respect with this TEC...
Respect with this TEC...
Street medicine, bitch!

I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC
Ain't no blowin' my projects like where the fuck is the TECs?
My clique be so super fresh, got bitches beggin' for sex
Shoot at your face and your chest, one false move you get wet
I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC
Got respect with this TEC, got respect with this TEC
I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC
Got respect with this TEC, one false move you get wet

I roll up on that avenue with straps and so mechanical
Bitch say I'm an animal, I pop a pill to damage you
I run with hyenas and SB that be my team too
Give a bitch your name, no, you know I don't need you
Flex, Lex Luger, I got boost up my shooter
Couple grand, rubber band, duffle bag, couple Rugers
I talk it 'cause I walk it, when I seen it, bitch, I bought it
And all my bitches rollin', I got all my ninjas callin' 'em
Eat it then I'm doggin' it, she deepthroat, I got lost in it
Now she pay me money, kill 'em off, my Hugo Boss shirt
Get that shit from me, I got that bitch purchasin' offices
We know we get off with it, just watch out for the officers

I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC
Ain't no blowin' my projects like where the fuck is the TECs?
My clique be so super fresh, got bitches beggin' for sex
Shoot at your face and your chest, one false move you get wet
I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC
Got respect with this TEC, got respect with this TEC
I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC
Got respect with this TEC, one false move you get wet
Money!

Workin' Sunday at the stadium, I met a bad bitch
I had schemin' on my mind, trash bag full of licks
Now it ain't like I been broke, just been lurkin', takin' trips
Drinkin' OE, purple smoke, purple lipstick's on my dick
I'm a fool, ex-offenders with pistols and hit lists
Got your mistress up the jail, flyin' kites and gettin' dick
And you know I wrapped it well, man, ain't even need a scale
Ridin' with Fat Trel, well they scared, they gon' tell
When the pack drop, move that, prostitutes, where the tools at?
Got a stack of money, where the shoes at? Slutty Boyz, I do's that
Y'all niggas ain't hungry, I'mma go ahead and take my food back
I'm obese, I'm too fat, that's two stacks and two straps

I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC
Ain't no blowin' my projects like where the fuck is the TECs?
My clique be so super fresh, got bitches beggin' for sex
Shoot at your face and your chest, one false move you get wet
I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC
Got respect with this TEC, got respect with this TEC
I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC
Got respect with this TEC, one false move you get wet
Wet, wet

Hey, hey, what's up, what's up man? Hey, hey, hey look, hey Money, man
You know, Kid Kid, man, Fat Trel, you know what I'm sayin'?
DC's number one fat fool, you know what I'm sayin'?
Bringin' this motherfuckin' street medicine to the motherfuckin' streets
Is this is what they wanted, you know, niggas been callin' Money phone
Money been connectin' me, callin' me right after he hang up with a nigga
Callin' me like, "Man, you know, niggas need some work," you know what I'm sayin'?
I say, "Man, fuck it, man, April Fools, I'm a fool, she a fool, we all fools," you know what I'm sayin'?
Let's drop that shit on April Fools' Day, bring that motherfuckin' street medicine to the clique
You already know I'm DC's number one Kid Kid, Fat Trel, you know
Holdin' the motherfuckin' city down, who hotter? Who else you gonna support?
AKA Mr. He Fucked Your Bitch, AKA favorite quote, "Let my man go," Slutty Boyz shit
Tongue in the butt, all wild, you already know how the fuck we do
Shout out to my Slutty Boyz, man, Meechie, Doo Baby, I see you, man