Soirée
I'm kinda high
In a suit tie
Walking to except
My Congratulations
Mase you made
Stop for a quick statement
But then I gotta go
Award show flow
Couple galas later
Don't let the haters influence
Just keep doing what your doing
Make money make moves
Cause to me it's like what else to do
Stack chips get rich
What feels better
Split alcohol on her wool sweater
Who else is better
Then to talk to these people in this big ass room
It will yo tomb
Don't speak of doom
Couple thousand crammed in a room
Full bad bitches
Just wanting to hit made swisher
Smoke and pass that ass to me
They get in the mood
After lectures and good food
Take you that place
After we rearrange trophies
We ridding home at slow speed
Your litigation won't control me
Oklahomie
Be cruzin with bros
And the hoes
Before we go
Steal the show
Got some weed to blow
Then hit the pre-show
Red Carpet
Soirée
Sorry I'm not
I smell of pot
While taking up block
With some, They hot now lets see what they got
"enchanté, mademoiselle
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir"
You fine as all hell
N'est-ce pas
Kiss her hand and step off
Now she demanding the cock
Hand it out I do not
Cause every low bitch way been the top
Select few the cream of the crop
Soon the roof on the Beamer will drop
The cement is hot
These pigs they watch and scheme on my plot
I'm getting hot
The sun rays
On me shit they do not