"Already" lyrics
(feat. Russell Lee)
Already, already
Already
Just do it like Mike, ch-champ like Rocky
Boy from the other side say they wanna fight me
Now jump John Blaze, I'mma put ya in ya place
W-W-W-dot thang up on my waist
Back to what I do, I swear to tell the truth
The beat so sick you can call it Swine Flu
Get Arab money, her dude is a dumby
After good juug she be rubbin' on my tummy
Got the Gucci suit wit the matchin' Gucci boots
The brand new Aston Martin four door coupe
"Girl that's him!," nothin' like them
Sumitomo tires with the deep dish rims
Hey there hater, steppin' out gator
By the time you hear this song I done already laid her
Million-point-five, man thats live
I'mma get rich off this or die tryin'
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
The outside tomato and the inside spaghetti
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
The outside tomato and the inside spaghetti
Yeah, you got me, arrogant and cocky
Can't get like me? Shut up and watch me
Harder than you ever could, wish a soft sucka would
Better give me fifty feet or I'mma have to give it to 'em
Nobody messin' wit me, hey DJ man, hit me
Fifty grand in my hand, dude, and you can get me
To do the Figgy Fresh, I'm talkin' nothin' less
You gon' respect me or eject me, tatted on my chest
I'll show ya how to get it, silly thang get it
Interior, inferior, act a fool wit it
She say that Scooby Doo, I say that I don't
She say that Tiger Woods, I say that I won't
Put ya in first place, better go to MySpace
See if ya can hook ya self up and get a hot date
Forever I be hot, fool, I'm not
Ya dude make a little bit, Fresh make a lot
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
The outside tomato and the inside spaghetti
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
The outside tomato and the inside spaghetti
See I'm a cool ass dude on the real, homie, I would never change
It's Russell Lee, boy, you know I'm always tryna get paid
I don't follow no trends, I be walkin' in my own lane
Tryna play me if ya want, better know I got that thang up on my waist
Gotchya girl up in my face, she barely know me
But she told me yous a lame, boy you a phony
Run up on me with that plan, you'll getchya issue
Nigga starin' so hard, nigga, go on take a picture
You better recognize when ya see a playa
You better not stick me for them bustas over there
I get money like its goin' out of style
You walk an inch bitch, boy I run a mile
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
The outside tomato and the inside spaghetti
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
The outside tomato and the inside spaghetti
Already
Just do it like Mike, ch-champ like Rocky
Boy from the other side say they wanna fight me
Now jump John Blaze, I'mma put ya in ya place
W-W-W-dot thang up on my waist
Back to what I do, I swear to tell the truth
The beat so sick you can call it Swine Flu
Get Arab money, her dude is a dumby
After good juug she be rubbin' on my tummy
Got the Gucci suit wit the matchin' Gucci boots
The brand new Aston Martin four door coupe
"Girl that's him!," nothin' like them
Sumitomo tires with the deep dish rims
Hey there hater, steppin' out gator
By the time you hear this song I done already laid her
Million-point-five, man thats live
I'mma get rich off this or die tryin'
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
The outside tomato and the inside spaghetti
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
The outside tomato and the inside spaghetti
Yeah, you got me, arrogant and cocky
Can't get like me? Shut up and watch me
Harder than you ever could, wish a soft sucka would
Better give me fifty feet or I'mma have to give it to 'em
Nobody messin' wit me, hey DJ man, hit me
Fifty grand in my hand, dude, and you can get me
To do the Figgy Fresh, I'm talkin' nothin' less
You gon' respect me or eject me, tatted on my chest
I'll show ya how to get it, silly thang get it
Interior, inferior, act a fool wit it
She say that Scooby Doo, I say that I don't
She say that Tiger Woods, I say that I won't
Put ya in first place, better go to MySpace
See if ya can hook ya self up and get a hot date
Forever I be hot, fool, I'm not
Ya dude make a little bit, Fresh make a lot
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
The outside tomato and the inside spaghetti
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
The outside tomato and the inside spaghetti
See I'm a cool ass dude on the real, homie, I would never change
It's Russell Lee, boy, you know I'm always tryna get paid
I don't follow no trends, I be walkin' in my own lane
Tryna play me if ya want, better know I got that thang up on my waist
Gotchya girl up in my face, she barely know me
But she told me yous a lame, boy you a phony
Run up on me with that plan, you'll getchya issue
Nigga starin' so hard, nigga, go on take a picture
You better recognize when ya see a playa
You better not stick me for them bustas over there
I get money like its goin' out of style
You walk an inch bitch, boy I run a mile
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
The outside tomato and the inside spaghetti
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
Already (already), already (already), already (already)
The outside tomato and the inside spaghetti
