Put it up up up get your luggage in the trunk these aren't fingers they aren't snakes that make a sound building houses out of bricks line them up up
you knew; I ain't no punk or no pooh-butt Step to me, the cops are still diggin niggaz up What's up? What's up? What's up? You wanna try your luck
heart of a child who never knew his roots Looked up to pimps and to hustlers in the eel-skin boots Parkin' Caddies on the sidewalk, gangsta talk Truckin' diamonds and gold
No catching up he's in a whole 'nother zone Still true to his roots, stay close to the chrome Haters stay clear of him, y'all stand cheer for him Got up
nearly gave me a heart attack? He?s underneath the window, she?s singing, ?Hey la my boyfriend?s back You shouldn?t come around here singing up at people
Do you drive platinum cars? Do you pull platinum stars? Do you write platinum bars? Platinum teeth, inside your jaws Diamond gon' rock my platinum wrist, platinum toilet to take a ish Gold is gold
hudie, tell me who want war Coke on the glass table, some rock vodka Dutchie rolled, soaked 'n' quevlow gold Ma swag is up, ma bars in tight The house
lit I park my V Hic, feedin' my bitch They wonder if I switched since I signed my deal I'm legit, I'm deep up in this game for real The bars of steel
'em niggaz) Petey Pablo, a new artist signed under jive (Aiyyo go get my homeboys) And has teamed up with Timbaland, outta VA (We gonna blow this up)
like a chimney, puffing that hydro, hey Now, every time I'm up on that stage, somebody screaming, ho Every time that my back is turned, somebody saying, hey When I'm up
like us Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma Then head to the block, to pull up five in the mona Shit, I need to chrome up, become a
across a couple of two faced cunts Come across a couple of gold digging sluts But I don't even drop them a nut Do you ever wake up like why do I work
[Chorus] We ain't got no time, in the city of gold Trying to get me some sunshine An avoid the patrol Ah yea [Verse 1] I'm fed up All I want is a little
not the tussle, niggaz don't know me (Come on) I'm Detroit's king nigga, bow Rock City's where niggaz pimp hoes and ball Strip hoes in bars, steal clothes
Bars of gold, shiny diamonds And all the pearls in the deep blue sea They could never equal what you mean to me And all the rings on all the fingers
