Turn the music up in the headphones Tim you can go on, brush your shoulders off nigga, I got you
If you feeling like a pimp nigga, go on, brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go on, brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you, get that dirt off your shoulders
I probably owe it to y'all probably be locked by the force Tryin to hustle some things that go with the porsch Feeling no remorse feeling like my hand was forced middle finger to the Lord nigga, gripping my balls seven ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screaming all the ballers is bouncing they like the way I be leanin' all the rappers be hatin' off the track that I'm makin' but all the hustlers, they love it just to see one of us make it came from the bottom of bottom to the top of the pops nigga run through Japan and I'm straight up the block like a running back, get it man I'm straight off the block I could run it back nigga cuz I'm straight with the ROC
(Chorus) If you feeling like a pimp nigga, go on, brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go on, brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you, get that dirt off your shoulders (4x) You gotta get that dirt off your shoulders (4x)
Ya homie holdin' position in the kitchen with soda i just whipped up a watch tryin to get me a rover tryin to stretch out the coka like a wrestler, yes sir keep the heckler close you know them smokers'll test ya but like, 52 cards went out im through dealing now 52 bars come out now you feel 'em now 52 cars roll out remove ceiling in case 52 broads come out now you chillin with a boss bitch of course, SC on the sleeve at the forty-forty club ESPN on the screen I paid a grip for the jeans plus the slippers is clean no chrome on the wheels I'm a grown up for real G
Boy, back in the building Brooklyn we back on the map me and my beautiful bitch in the back of that back i'm the realist to run it I just happen to rap I ain't gotta clap at 'em Niggas scared of that black i drop that black album then i back out it that's the best rapper alive nigga, ask about me from bricks to billboards from grams to grammys to O's to opposite off of any you gotta pardon Jay for selling out the garden in the day I'm like a young Marvin in this hey, I'm a hustler homie you a customer cronie got some dirt on my shoulder could you brush it off for me?