Dave East – Set It Off



[Intro: Jada Pinkett Smith, Queen Latifa, & Vivica A. Fox]
This money got you trippin’
Now what you gon’ do?
Rob another goddamn bank
What the fuck is y’all thinkin’?
Hold up, we said once, Cleo
To get enough change to get us up outta here
And that’s all it is, Stoney
We need some real money

[Verse 1]
These niggas can’t smoke or can’t drink with me (at all)
The realest alive, come and meet with me
I’m in your city, bad bitches gon’ link with me (link up)
First class, I don’t check bags, I just carry on all this Louis shit (LV)
Just hit your wife, she on some groupie shit (yeah)
I found me a bad and a boujee bitch (bad)
I jump out the wagon with hooligans
I ask for back but I’m back in the mood again
I dropped out of class, don’t need tutorin’ (fuck em)
That 600, I’m maneuverin’
Maybach comin’ this week (this week)
I need some head ’til I get weak (uh)
GemStar at your wind piece (uh)
Black .40 match the Benz seats (ooh)
I might pull up more than 10 deep (more)
Still got that white, boy, no NSYNC (white)
I throw up my thumbs and I send three
I got the pump in the Benz Jeep (facts)
I leave blood all on your t-shirt (shirt)
These niggas just pussies, they been sweet (I know it)
You wouldn’t believe what I been through
Used to bend through on the 10 speed (uh)

[Hook]
Head of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I’m somewhere gettin’ a pedicure (pedicure)
Don’t know what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I read ’em all (read ’em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told me that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain’t never call (never call)
Run in the bank and I set it off (set it off)
Head of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I’m somewhere gettin’ a pedicure (pedicure)
Don’t know what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I read ’em all (read ’em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told you that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain’t never call (never call)
Run in the bank and I set it off (set it off)

[Verse 2]
I’m somewhere gettin’ a manicure
Reach for my chain and I’m lettin’ this hammer off
.40 on me, they don’t check the artist
Harlem crippin’, I’ma rep regardless
We lookin’ for you and your man and the way we gon’ throw it at him, he an extra target
I ain’t into all that extra talkin’ (nah)
He ridin’ with you, then the TEC’ll park him
I let a hollow go right in his face then walk by him like I never saw him
The price stay, we don’t ever bargain (never)
Investin’ right, I’ma stress the market
They talk like they gangsta but never walk it
If twelve niggas front, that’s eleven coffins (eleven)
I throw ’em thirty and head to Boston (thirty)
That here a .30, you better toss ’em (throw that)
I flip the patty like, "Oh God" (patty)
Fillin’ up baggies, my old job (old job)
They dope boys and now they goin’ up (up)
I ain’t had nothin’, I’m gon’ rob (rob)
I can’t relate to these soft niggas (I can’t)
My OG just told me, "Just go hard"
I don’t give a fuck ’bout who hatin’
I’m on vacation, I send ’em a postcard
Me and my daughter be matchin’ (matchin’)
Came up on the corner, I’m trappin’ (trap)
Don’t fuck with this shit, y’all be jackin’ (jack)
I’m from the trenches, you cannot imagine
I ride with my Ruger, I got me a cougar and she look just like Toni Braxton
Shark face, that’s an Aston, .45 got me saggin’

[Hook]
Head of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I’m somewhere gettin’ a pedicure (pedicure)
Don’t know what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I read ’em all (read ’em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told me that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain’t never call (never call)
Run in the bank and I set it off (set it off)
Head of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I’m somewhere gettin’ a pedicure (pedicure)
Don’t know what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I read ’em all (read ’em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told you that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain’t never call (never call)
Run in the bank and I set it off (set it off)

[Outro: Queen Latifa]
I want some more motherfuckin’ money



Gucci Mane – Drop Top Wizop Freestyle



[Intro]
Huh, Drop Top Wop (skrt)
Ha

[Verse]
Tell the valet to be careful, when he park my whip
Hol’ up, he don’t even look like he can park my whip
Jump out right in front of the club like I own this bitch
Who that ridin’ with cha? Oh, that’s just the dopeman bitch
Got my arm out the window showin’ off my wrist
Got the top chopped off like I ain’t got good sense
Call me Vert Gucci, it’s a lotta niggas wanna murk Gucci
No Gucci, not the old Gucci, not the fat Gucci
Please don’t bring him back, not the old Big Cat Gucci
Standing in the trap, use a eggbeater that Gucci
This ain’t hip hop this is drug dealer music
So, why gave a fuck if you don’t listen to it
See this one for my nigga just came home and did a ten piece
Now he on some M’s in the Flame every Wednesday
Zone 6, 5 plus the fucked up penitentiary
If you ain’t signed to 1017, you against me
And I ain’t got no friends, I ain’t motherfucking friendly
If you ain’t got more money than me you can’t really diss me
This the type of vibe, make a trapper buy a Bentley
Know you tryna tempt me but ain’t nobody listenin’
See, when I walk on stage they give me a quarter ticket
My watch a quarter ticket, I’m givin’ them the business
All my artists dipped, guess they thought it was over
I knew they’d all jump ship cause they was part time soldiers
Gucci Mane LaFlare and I will never roll over
You act like you’s my man but you’s a cold heart cobra
I think these fools forgot that I’m a self-made mogul
No hard top, drop top, Lambo, doors up
Soft top, Rolls-Royce, white bitch, dough up
Got grown men wanna be like Gucci when they grow up
Maybach, backseat, no shirt iced up
White Ghost, no sir not my [?]
Double R, new truck all white mink floor
Benz Jeep, all red, red rims, trap car
White Range, small change that’s my everyday car
God take my breath away if all of them ain’t payin’ for
Why the call you Drop Top? What I need a top for?
Known that you excessively that’s what she brought the mop for
Why they call you Guwop? ‘Cause a lotta guap, bra
Haters done tried everything but ain’t no way to stop us