Fast Life

Money first, fast cars, out come the chicks of they panties and Bras
 Come on
 I said come on
 I do hits for my go-getters, to my O flippers
 All my Rose moe sippers, tell the Feds to take more pictures
 I smile for the camera, my niggas hold keys like janitors
 Throw D's on that bitch, bought her tits like Pamela's
 Spend a whole day tryin' to take all my stamina
 Never that still got more for Tamara
 Pusha's sex game no amateur, I come clean
 J Rule damaged the scene, the coupe got a mind of it's own Like Christine
 Murderin' the block, half past grind mutherucker be the time On the watch
 What you wanna do with me, King Powder flow untouchable
 If you don't believe, then homie you sniff me
 The scent's still trapped in my clothes
 And I just came from over the stove so what you wanna spit?
 What yo' paper 'bout? Throw them G's up
 Show your watch off, roll your sleeve up
 New plates on it, hold them keys up
 We buy the bar out, baby drink up
 It's the limelight, it's the car show
 She wanna joy ride see how fast the car go
 Hot summer days, long Vegas nights
 We bet it all baby, welcome to the fast life
 R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G
 Word on the street girlfriend, he's stingy
 Yeah, rare like Da Vinci, collars to the ceiling
 I'm dreaming, somebody pinch me
 My presence is an event, the party don't start until they let us in
 That's right, ladies and gents
 Coke money turned rap money, give it a rinse
 Next come the spin cycle
 The rims on that Benz get more spin than Michael
 I leave them hoes with an eyeful
 Malice be the truth like the Bible
 To the red-bottomed souls
 All they do is stare like I'm in a fish bowl
 Last drag and I got the glow
 My public awaits I got to go
 What yo' paper 'bout? Throw them G's up
 Show your watch off, roll your sleeve up
 New plates on it, hold them keys up
 We buy the bar out, baby drink up
 It's the limelight, it's the car show
 She wanna joy ride see how fast the car go
 Hot summer days, long Vegas nights
 We bet it all baby, welcome to the fast life
 Money first, fast cars, out come the chicks of they panties and Bras
 Come on
 I said come on
 I 3D it, if I say it you can see it
 No red and blue lenses needed
 The red, white, and blues in the chains makes them pledge Allegiance
 These 16s is undefeated, now crown me
 It's the all mighty duo, you know
 Critically acclaimed, movin' weight like a sumo
 On my ditty bop, playcloths knitted top
 Clipse 3, titled 'Til the Casket Drops
 And the boy got swagger
 Pop's is a Rolling STone I'm Mick Jagger
 Don't wanna pick up the chrome but might hafta
 Anyone think he gonna dethrone the rapper
 Next chapter, us out in Vegas
 Breakin' the bank just like we ballplayers
 And we all up in the majors
 Pushin' crack to a faults in San Andreas
 What yo' paper 'bout? Throw them G's up
 Show your watch off, roll your sleeve up
 New plates on it, hold them keys up
 We buy the bar out, baby drink up
 It's the limelight, it's the car show
 She wanna joy ride see how fast the car go
 Hot summer days, long Vegas nights
 We bet it all baby, welcome to the fast life