[Intro: DJ]
Yea, Yea
Man, is that Yuri?
Smoove what’s good baby
[Hook: DJ]
Facing woods I don’t give a fuck who smoking
I got new bitches, new money, I got new motion
Winter time, I’m still riding with the roof open
Texting other niggas hoes “I’m trying to do something”
I’m a Louis V, Rick Owen’s, boot stomper
Ass nigga, yea they thinking that I hoop or something
A lot of bitches here I still got another group coming
Yea, limpin’ out the bank I just pulled something
[Verse 1: Jeeezy]
Nigga said he want his flowers, he ain’t did nothing
If I’m with her for a hour this bitch top or sucking
He did everything he could, still ain’t stopping nothing
She want me to slut her out, I got a box of rubbers
Different bitches everyday, I don’t get no breaks
I’m on stage touching souls like I’m T.D. Jakes
I’m at the game this shit over, yo TV late
Couple thousand on some food, we had a big buffet
[Verse 2: DJ & Jeeezy]
How many hoes in the Rolls? We can fit about 8
My bitch pulling up, she don’t believe shit I say
Tom Ford shades big as fuck, barely fit my face
Making thousand dollar bets while I sip my drank
I just fucked a rapper bitch just to up my rank
I don’t know these hoes I’m with from a can of paint
I walk off the tour bus, bitches damn there faint
My bitch ass wearing down when she standing straight
Money line, 20 thousand, bet on Kansas State
I’m just trying to be yo nigga, I’m not trying to date
Is you gone top or not? It’s getting kind of late
I see why you ain’t got no friends, ‘cause all these bitches fake
See why I don’t smoke with niggas, that’s a grip of shake
[Hook: DJ]
Facing woods I don’t give a fuck who smoking
I got new bitches, new money, I got new motion
Winter time, I’m still riding with the roof open
Texting other niggas hoes “I’m trying to do something”
I’m a Louis V, Rick Owen’s, boot stomper
Ass nigga, yea they thinking that I hoop or something
A lot of bitches here I still got another group coming
Yea, limpin’ out the bank I just pulled something