"Hood Politics" lyrics
Murda Beatz, Babyface Ray & Big Sean Lyrics
(Yeah)
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
I'm washing the Benz in the rain
They thinking I'm crazy, going insane
I turn up a bitch for a day
She thinking I saved her, really I play her
See, really you've been in the way
I turn to my nigga, we eating the same
Hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for mayor
Hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for mayor
I say, hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for, yeah
Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keeping it near, damn
My nigga, he told me I'm starting to get lazy
Really, I'm losing the passion
Really, I'm tired of the acting
Really, I'm tired of these rappers
When I went off on the cars, the cloths, I can't even hide it in traffic
God blessed me, I'm blessing the family, now the crib big as a chapel
They catch me while mum is the word, I'm fighting these cases like Apple
They told me I needed some fruit, I'm mixing codeine with the Snapple
Cool like a spaceship
Now take it to NASA, really relaxing
60K today on fashion, I write it off on my taxes
I like my bitches ratchet, rich, pretty, nasty
Motor yelling scratching off on Twitter, you ever get behind me
Money long as Wemby-ani
Pussy good, it drip Dasani
Million cash race I'm at, it's hell I ever miss a dollar
I'm washing the Benz in the rain
They thinking I'm crazy, going insane
I turn up a bitch for a day
She thinking I saved her, really I play her
See, really you've been in the way
I turn to my nigga, we eating the same
Hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for mayor
Hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for mayor
I say, hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for, yeah
Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keeping it near, damn
Let's go, let's go
Boy, boy
Don, wait
How the fuck?
She got a figure 8 and I got eight figures, that's a great mixture
I get ten days of work done in one and still make it home for a late dinner
At the round table and I never kept nobody around me that I ain't made richer
Young Luke Skywalker, I'm going rogue
I live the life that you die for slow
I just seen the Eiffel Tower glow
I done seen niggas lose power, go ghost
I done had hoes on the cover of Vogue
I done had ulterior motives exposed
And I'm sleeping with one eye closed
I don't give a fuck if you alive or dead
Either way, nigga, I can't trust a soul
And you on the right road if it's taking its toll
Like my women classy, ratchet, flashy, trashy, fucking nasty, high-fashion
I'm the boss, I can't touch a hoe that's tacky
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Murda on the beat, so that's what I'ma do with this one
Surrounded by dogs, boy, don't make me sic one
Niggas want proof that they win some
Now they got hate in they heart and they sit in the cell where it stem from
I treat their neck like a kick drum
She got a body like big body Benz, so I hit every corner I can't wait to bend some
I'm washing the Benz in the rain
They thinking I'm crazy, going insane
I turn up a bitch for a day
She thinking I saved her, really I play her
See, really you've been in the way
I turn to my nigga, we eating the same
Hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for mayor
Hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for mayor
I say, hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for, yeah
Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keeping it near, damn
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
I'm washing the Benz in the rain
They thinking I'm crazy, going insane
I turn up a bitch for a day
She thinking I saved her, really I play her
See, really you've been in the way
I turn to my nigga, we eating the same
Hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for mayor
Hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for mayor
I say, hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for, yeah
Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keeping it near, damn
My nigga, he told me I'm starting to get lazy
Really, I'm losing the passion
Really, I'm tired of the acting
Really, I'm tired of these rappers
When I went off on the cars, the cloths, I can't even hide it in traffic
God blessed me, I'm blessing the family, now the crib big as a chapel
They catch me while mum is the word, I'm fighting these cases like Apple
They told me I needed some fruit, I'm mixing codeine with the Snapple
Cool like a spaceship
Now take it to NASA, really relaxing
60K today on fashion, I write it off on my taxes
I like my bitches ratchet, rich, pretty, nasty
Motor yelling scratching off on Twitter, you ever get behind me
Money long as Wemby-ani
Pussy good, it drip Dasani
Million cash race I'm at, it's hell I ever miss a dollar
I'm washing the Benz in the rain
They thinking I'm crazy, going insane
I turn up a bitch for a day
She thinking I saved her, really I play her
See, really you've been in the way
I turn to my nigga, we eating the same
Hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for mayor
Hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for mayor
I say, hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for, yeah
Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keeping it near, damn
Let's go, let's go
Boy, boy
Don, wait
How the fuck?
She got a figure 8 and I got eight figures, that's a great mixture
I get ten days of work done in one and still make it home for a late dinner
At the round table and I never kept nobody around me that I ain't made richer
Young Luke Skywalker, I'm going rogue
I live the life that you die for slow
I just seen the Eiffel Tower glow
I done seen niggas lose power, go ghost
I done had hoes on the cover of Vogue
I done had ulterior motives exposed
And I'm sleeping with one eye closed
I don't give a fuck if you alive or dead
Either way, nigga, I can't trust a soul
And you on the right road if it's taking its toll
Like my women classy, ratchet, flashy, trashy, fucking nasty, high-fashion
I'm the boss, I can't touch a hoe that's tacky
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Murda on the beat, so that's what I'ma do with this one
Surrounded by dogs, boy, don't make me sic one
Niggas want proof that they win some
Now they got hate in they heart and they sit in the cell where it stem from
I treat their neck like a kick drum
She got a body like big body Benz, so I hit every corner I can't wait to bend some
I'm washing the Benz in the rain
They thinking I'm crazy, going insane
I turn up a bitch for a day
She thinking I saved her, really I play her
See, really you've been in the way
I turn to my nigga, we eating the same
Hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for mayor
Hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for mayor
I say, hood politics as usual, well, I'm running for, yeah
Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keeping it near, damn
