B.o.B.
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[Intro: Future] Apply major pressure my nigga You heard me? [Hook: Future] Money on my mind, plane taking off that shit Nigga got five different iPhone’s only picking up for that grip Any time they come around here nigga we ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas We just get ready We just get ready Any time they come around here nigga we ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas We just get ready [Verse 1: B. O. B] It’s Ray Bans, and free bands, we getting money, While you hating, we somewhere in our Abu Dhabi With Arabians, and G5, where my posse at? Its outrageous, on that good Jamaican That’s right I’m too faded, you two shaded I’m too greedy with two ladies Excellence I'm azuberated I finna smash like two potatoes I don't give a fuck, not even two maybes I turn up on niggas like rude a bands I do it daily, I do it daily That’s my swag, you should pay me Aint that the truth? This my whip aint that the coupe Hustle Gang aint that the squad That bitch actin’ like you gotta prove While they out here catchin feelings, I’mma catch a flight to.. I just give her major pressure while she gave me major woooo [Hook: Future] Money on my mind, plane taking off that shit Nigga got five different iPhone’s only picking up for that grip Any time they come around here nigga we ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas We just get ready We just get ready Any time they come around here nigga we ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas We just get ready [Verse 2: B. O. B] Okay Anything they wanna do, hell yeah I'm ready for it S*** bitch just throw that back, hell yeah she ready for it They thought that the boy was stupid, now my shit they checkin’ for it And your girl she addicted to it, I think that ho need metaphor All I heard is that boy a pop All I heard is that boy a not Top 5 on any list, but I moved up about five slots Some pass one, high as fuck I don’t see nigga til I look down Just turned my crib to the hookah spot You are now welcome to the kush lounge So miss my with that fuckery Girl come here with that suckery Ham squad Hustle Gang That’s that underground luxury I don't mess with them fake type I bet em all if it was up to me Even if a bitch was a cashier, still never get a buck from me [Hook: Future] Money on my mind, plane taking off that shit Nigga got five different iPhone’s only picking up for that grip Any time they come around here nigga we ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas We just get ready We just get ready Any time they come around here nigga we ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas We just get ready