Bling Bling
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Get dirty baby
You know my jam's got you hot and ready
Shakin' it crazy
It's that Brand New Heavy hit
Plus when the Rat spit the stank's on ya
From London to California
I told ya
Now let my flow control ya
Females be on ya bling bling
Links and rings
Kinda like crack to fiends
But I'm a mack so I pimp the scene
(I know I'm bout to go there)
Now let's say you smoke a sticky in the corner of a club
And a girl walk by, she like, "Show a woman love"
(Can I smoke with you?)
You think you might hit if she wit it
But when your pop heard her question
She's like, "Aww, forget it"
You got an attitude now cause it's a cold game
And she's off to the next baller to parlay
You're left standin' alone, plus you bought her a drink
Better think before you put on that fake link
You caught up in the...
You all about the...
You live for the...
Man, she only wants the... bling
Say you stepped in the party, everybody's gettin' naughty
Got your biggest chestpiece on, sippin' Pepsi and Bacardi
Every girl's feelin' you, but every guy's like, "Fuck 'em"
Plottin' on your jewelry, visualizin' your eulogy
Whisperin' "Yo, who is he?"
While you gettin' every number you can get
Actin' like you the shit
Fake rocks on your wrist
Finger in your ear, frontin' in your new gear
Poppin' bottles like New Years
Meanwhile in Haterville, them niggas are ready to kill
Cause you look iced out and they think you holdin' a mil
But they don't know the real about your '87 Cheville
And you ain't really ballin' in your Lincoln Rentel
You find a dime piece and leave the spot
Keys in your door, you heard a click and (You wanna get shot?)
Damn, you took your glitter and scared your ho
All because she wanna flex with no dough
You all about the...
You all about the...
You live for the...
Man, she only wants the... bling