Japanese Denim

[Verse 1:] All the hatin' ain't gonna get you paid All they talking gonna get you laid Sell you a record for two hundred K And buy a Rollie with a diamond face What you talking bout hater, what you talking bout In that little apartment nigga you can barely walk around Living room so big I could probably drive a car round If you talking shit nigga I might turn this car around [Bridge:] I got a few compliments for some bad whores But because of them Nigga I'mma act an asshole [Chorus:] Got on my favorite leather jacket and my jeans with fifty gees in them And not to mention that have on Japanese denim I’m the flyest motherfucker in this motherfuckering club Surrounded by all the niggas that I love Surrounded by bunch of bitches I could fuck And I couple killers who don't really give a fuck [Verse 2:] All that snitchin' ain't gonna set you free All that wishing gonna make you Me Dropped out of collage, I got no degree But black cards got no limit Call me Master P What you drilling for nigga What you grilling for And you got my old girl What you, what you stealing for? On that loud talk let me know you’re in your feelings though I think in all these disscusions all I feel is … [Bridge + Chorus:] [Verse 3:] If you touch it till you make it hard Tomorrow I’mma tell you to quit your job Get you up out of this titty bar And put your name top of my platnium credit cards Where you shopping at baby, where you shopping at? You got a garage baby I’mma put it dropping at Ain't no cheap tickets, Vegas we be copping that 1st class, drivin' g5's Wearing stocking caps [Bridge + Chorus] [Instrumental Interlude]