调：G# minor•
Verse 1
uh huh, uh huh, yeah
In the Ferrari, a Jaguar,
switching four lanes
With the top down, screaming out,
flashing the rings
With the window cracked,
it if it don't gleam
Blame it on hell with the price,
that's locked in the bank
When you hit the bricks, new whips,
Sit across the board, we burn it up
baby, toss it up
Slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up
Flex the road, sign a check for your hoe
My game is wide, all names aside
hunnit dial for the bracelet
Foolish ain't out of chain
G#m
F#
G#m
Twin platinum guns, son, aim for the sky
your money too young
See me when it gets older,
G#m
F#
Mines is one zero zero zero old up
G#m
F#
G#m
Motoc till I close up, it's all basic
I've been spending hundreds
Jaguar switching four lanes
It's top down screaming out
Flashing the rings with the window crack
it don't gleam
Gleaming to hell with the price
When you hit the bricks, new whip,
Cause all across the board we burnin' up
F#
G#m
Drop a little paper, baby, toss it up
Just slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up
See the money ain't a thing
Cake thick, I live the life
Eatin' crab,
watchin' bitches shake shit all night
do the big thangs
Take small groups,
turn them into big names
F#
G#m
The big dawg with the big chains,
frostbit bracelet
The match cap say I'm the shit, man
F#
G#m
Type of nigga that you need when cruise
Type of dude that'll do
shit you won't do
F#
G#m
F#
Can't do, get more burned than a candle
and I ain't gotta say no more
Got the proof and stay fly
In the safest shit you could never buy,
that the whole world sing
I don't know about y 'all,
but every night I swing
switching four lanes
With the top down, screaming out
flash in the rings
With the window cracked, holla back,
it if it don't gleam
Gleam in the hell with the price,
that's locked in the bing
When you hit the bricks, new whips,
Slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up
F#
G#m
Shit ain't for real till y 'all ship a mill
And y 'all hit an R &B chick
you owe some
Baby, I don't play on my jury,
spend your whole life in the day
What's down is the bed, roll the dice
F#
G#m
Let's play, so what you ain't gold?
A rock and rollie with the ice bezel
It's gon' take a lot more
you better double that
And personally,
With the wood grain and
the platinum frame
Screamin', it's not a game
From ear to ear, wrist to wrist,
ring and chain
Even me and Jay -Z got it like crazy
A Ferrari, a Jaguar, switching four lanes
Top down, screaming out,
With the window cracked, holler back,
it don't gleam
Gleaming to hell with the price,
that's locked in the bank
When you hit the bricks, new whips,
F#
G#m
Slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up
Oh, so that's Roc -A -Fella Labo
You know
All we do is rock
Rock on Rock, rock on
Rock, rock on
Rock, rock on
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