I'm Blooded

[Refrain] Young Money is the label Let us in the door Coming in this bitch all red to the floor And I'm Blooded soo-woo and I'm Blooded soo-woo I got Blood's on stage Blood's at my shows Fuck with my Bloods got blood on your clothes And I'm Blooded soo-woo I'm Blooded soo-woo [Verse 1] Once again it's on, yeah I'm back in the booth Stand at the top like a tack in the roof Still on these hoes like a mack in a suit Still on my toes not a crack in my shoe Rappers talking about me but I don't give a hoot These niggas still lying I'm the motherfucking truth Talk tough till I knock off your kuf And I own my team I'm like a Maloof They hating on me I'm just trying to be Weezy Just like Young Jeezy in lima bean 'ghini Smoked out my mind baby Now I'm seeing 3-D Dope boy fresh from my fitted to my DC's All red so these hoes know who we be's We be's Bloods, we B's Popeye flow yeah, y'all niggas Sweet Peas Getting high on a yacht call it seaweed [Refrain] [Verse 2] Yea, I advance my flow and they must like that They like it so much, they say they write that Barking at the dog but I don't bite back I ain't CPR I ain't bringing they life back Black CBR, bad bitch on a bike back Skittles on my wrist, yeah nigga the bright pack I'm gonna shine, I live where the light at Air Force fly call me a night jet Brand new coupe same color as the sky The dash say two, y'all know I'm gonna try Cop pull me over y'all know I'm gonna lie They go up in my trunk y'all know I'm gonna fry Them niggas throwing salt all over my fries So I'm gonna just walk all over them guys Niggas throwing darts never hit the bulls-eye Young Money, bitch New Orleans East Side [Refrain] [Verse 3] Yeah, been around the world rep the same thing Been around the world it's the same gang B's up B's up flame gang Braa, braa, braaa, braaa, bang-bang I told my homie Streets Can't sleep on life So he popped the X pill and didn't sleep all night I ain't worried bout you I'm just trying do me Last album did two I'm just trying do three I am what every pair of eyes ought to see Bitches just wish they could call and order me My Momma used to tell me get a nine to five Cash Money made her say, never mind, I'm fine [Refrain]