Dedication
You gotta known how to have fun when you get these checks man
Nah, Iâmma put this on your camera. You needâ? Iâm bout to tell you right now
Tell me what I need. Tity Boi. Tity Boi
You need to tell Cris go on let you go
Young Mula it out, we have fun over here, we just eating
We having fun, we just doing stuff, we donât even care about
(Go get my sh*t). Young Money, we care
If it wasnât for Wayne, it wouldnât be
A lot of dudes in the game, including me
We was smoking that gas in â03
Was gonâ sell a few bags to Lil Fee
Couple years removed from HBs
Tatted lyrics from Jigga to Jay-Z
I went to Eastover before Katrina
Remember going to Magic riding in my B-mer
And this was way before FEMA, and you was rappinâ and singinâ
And I was slanging the Ps and smoking nigga like Newport
Comin up off of Too Short, my underwear was my hoop shorts
And then I went on tour and recorded a song on your tour bus
And that was â08, thatâs the first time I met Drake
When I hit your cup with that drank, had a nigga stomach like wait
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea
That my dog, that my dog uhh, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dio, yea that my dog
You relocated to MIA
You told me shawdy this where I stay
I came down to pay a visit
You told me Zoe Pound and them was trippin
And you, you wasnât dippinâ
Had the M-16 and with the extra clip, ready to act ignorant
Ridinâ off in the Phantom, and Mr. G he was driving
Pumpinâ that Playaz Circle, you told me that we was riding
And I told you that I was rappinâ, I told you I wasnât writing
You said Luda was foolish because he wasnât excited
That was way before Tyga, I saw Nicki with Gucci
You said, âYou can make a million rappinâ âbout some pussy, I did.â
T, Fewq, Mally Mal, shining like Armor Oil
You can ask Mack, I was YM âfore all of yâall
Stunna said I reminded him of Johnny
In this world you either selling or you buying
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea, that my dog
That my dog uhh, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea that my dog
You tatted your face and changed the culture
You screamed soowoo and them gangstas loved it
You bought a Bugatti so you can flex
And most of the bad b**ches your ex
Ride âtil the wheels fall off and they got wobbly
Duffle Bag video, we shot that b**ch on Godby
You was holding a sty-ry, I had more gold than a pirate
They said it ainât about stylinâ, what they tryinâ to kick knowledge
Duffle Bag Boys, yea I canât forget Dolla
In going to get the money, itâs some words that I follow
I swallow my pride, smoking endo outside
Straight from Collegrove, Iâm reporting live
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea
That my dog, that my dog uhh, that my dog, that my dog
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea that my dog
