Speech [Prod. By Youngfyre]

作曲：T-Pain Feat. Birdman

作词：T-Pain Feat. Birdman

Young Fyre

Over the guts

Let's go in brah

Suicide doors naw that was last year

Got suicide hoes butt-naked under my cashmere

Drinking full throttle pulling half a gear

Two-wheel drive on these ** Cavalier

Wait till I crank it up wait till I spazz hard

Then ain't nobody gonn' accept you like a MasterCard

Now ain't that bizarre you say you from the hood

But nobody believe you so you try to pull the bastard card

Naw that sh*t don't work in this society

The game got potential but it's lacking the variety

Fans getting bored they don't even wanna buy CD's

Nigglas ain't selling so they blaming it on piracy

Argh I'm too hard for the club seats

Ufc submission hole I get em off me

The ** in Tallahassee saying I'm off Glee

But the hoes say I'm sick cough sneeze

Yeah Birdman you already know

You understand me

Ymcmb all day everyday

All we do is get money like we do it

Grind hard hustle 24 hours ain't no sleep when we do this sh*t

Ain't no care about sleeping

Ain't no clubbing cause we bring that to the studio

Ya understand me

Just manifesting this game getting more money than ** ever been

Pennies for my thoughts dollars for my words

Hundred for the hook one fifty for the verse

Cause b**ch I got kids and they want Louis Vutton sh*t

And the Gucci wallet to carry crayons in

So discounts is a thing of the past

So is Ceos tryna put a thing on my a**

These record labels mad cause they know they can't get me

Cause I don't do threesomes you can't f**k with me

Nappy Boy ooh wee that's the trademark

And this year I just plan on pulling my face card

** concentrating on keeping they face hard

But I'm a f**k around and take away they face guard

Until then I'm a keep delivering hits out

And keep on playing stupid till ** figure my sh*t out

I can't speak on the bus but when the word finally get out

I'll fill a swimming pool with the soda ** a spit out

Ya understand me lots full of whips

Bottles and b**ches

Ya understand me pocket full of money

Ya understand me G4's and hoes ni**a this how we living

Out on the grind all day every muthaf**kin' day

We hang out the helicopter doin' fly-by's **

Ya understand me over the pacific

Ya understand me big money see we don't stop

Pain let's get it baby

Ymcmb all muthaf**kin' day

Last but not least I'm too cold to have hot rhymes

Jamaican b**ches in my room doing the hot wine

Winning at all cost

Even if my ** hit your Beanie Man with this Lady Sawed off

Ha ha feel the rhythm of the beat b**ch

Nappy Boy the new Miami Heat b**ch

Young Frizzle he done turned on the heat switch

Walk up out of the mansion right up on to the beach beeatch

Ye ain't never seen another Pain

32 cars you ** stay in the other lane

Steve Jobs on these broke **

Take a good hard look at the motherf**king boat ni**a

Sh*t the rap game being burglarized

Check my certificate you can see that I'm certified

So they won't see it coming when the track hit em

And then I dipped twice-baptism

Ni**a that's what's happening

Moula crazy

Yeah blow blow