OJ

[Hook: Young Jeezy] What you know about champagne every night Bad bitches everywhere, Barry White Fifty things, I could bury white Counting up a million dollars every night Hit the mall, blow a four way Kinda hard when you’re sleeping on Dolce Wake up drinkin Rose Killing that white bitch, OJ [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] Smoking that exotic, riding that foreign Million dollar round tripping, I ain't talking bout touring Yeah, counting money til ya boring Man fuck that shit (Jizzle, where you going) Flat screens on the wall, nigga Imax Michael Turners on deck, nigga half backs Dirty white bitch, yeah that Kat Stacks We don’t sleep round here, we take cat naps Wesley Snipes motherfucka, this the money train Swear the work came faster than the money came Sometimes the money be faster than the cars is If the feds ain't watching then them broads is Could end anyday and you know better Now you watch the Frito Lay, yeah you know cheddar Double bags at the spot, luggage in the place Louis V on deck, luggage on my waist [Hook] [Verse 2: Fabolous] I woke up sayin’ I ain't drinking no more Same night in the spot drinkin’ Coco Loso, bad bitch think she know so Got a man cuffing nigga think he po-po She tryna go below the belt, thinking low blow I’m thinking oh yeah, he thinkin’ oh no I’m on my high horse nigga, thinking Polo Got the 9 on me so I think I’m Romo Uh, I’m about that life nigga Bring you in the game, let you meet my wife nigga Married to this shit, asking am I getting cheddar now They say I do, like a motherfucking wedding vow That AirTran, we flying for cheap And you niggas sleepin’ on me, hope you die in your sleep OJ, yeah probably don’t get it I’m the best that ever did it and got away with it [Hook] [Verse 3: Jadakiss] You could tell he gettin' money and every nigga with ‘em The gloves don’t fit him so they gotta acquit him Ain't nobody seen it, but everybody heard it The whole town hatin’, they waitin’ on a verdict Tell ‘em niggas pop off, I’m waitin on a drop off And I ain't leaving the block 'til I knock the whole box off Yeah taking care of the whole fam Bought the Porsche gave the M to my old man More money more problems, more grams More real estate, more land At fight night I be ringside I let them things fly, just put 1.5 under my kingsize I look at the world through a king's eyes I was born to spit bars and sling pies I ain't wealthy yet but I’m quite rich I just gotta keep killing that white bitch [Hook]