(feat. Top Dollar)



[talking]

Yeah, the Clasyfyd Lady, Cl'Che

Nick Feddy, rocking this feddy world

Have you ever seen a chick, so thoed so cold

Make you shock the spot, rock the dance flo'

Dance until dance, can't dance no mo'

I said dance uh-huh, I say y'all don't hear me though



[Hook]

See I'm grinding for this money, but you don't hear me though

You know the game is funny, but you really don't hear me though

Hit the club before they close, ain't nobody ready to go

They looking for that bomb, Gray Goose and dro

I'm grinding for this money, but you don't hear me though

You know the game is funny, but you really don't hear me though

Hit the club before they close, you still don't hear me though

Now get ready for the show, get 'em up get 'em up cause now I'm bout to blow



[Cl'Che]

See you don't hear me though, but I'ma make you feel my flow

Don't give a damn what you say, I'ma put it in your face

Classy lady Cl'Che, I'm here to wreck the place

Ain't trying to catch a case, but I'm naughty and I need to be embraced

By hip-hop I can't stop, doing the job I love

See I be rolling out on superstar status, out to these clubs

You don't hear me though, I'm tal'n bout when you be in the do'

With the livest click, with a stash of the dro

Buying out the bar, stepping out a fanciest car

With icey pricey gifts, they treating me

Now I step out on the stage, and make the crowd feel me

Make a move to this trunk, that was customized for Cl'

See I grinded for this mark, in this damn industry

I'm showing off cause I can, girl I'll take your man

Cause you really don't feel me though, but it ain't for you to understand

I got them skills, I'm swanging a chrome wheel

In my candy Seville, I got you sick I hate how you feel



[Hook]



[Cl'Che]

Pass the Rum, Gray Goose and Yack to the back

Cause I'm bout to keep it crunk, in this bitch like that

Pass the mic pass the track, to the DJ's in fact

Have you ever seen a bitch, carrying do' like that

Buy the bar buy the place out, and change the names

Say put Cl'Che on front of that hoe, you know with a diamond frame

Just say my name, see I grinded for this fame

But you still don't hear me though, ain't nobody in this club ready to go

We ready to blow the show, or we ready to blow the dro

Blow this hoe, into a all day episode

That's the way we roll, that's the way it go

As a universal thing from coast to coast, but you really don't hear me though

See I've been stacking them thangs, I've been observing the game

I've been in up out this shit, so I gotta maintain

But y'all don't hear me though, a young chick is so thoed

She's so cold, and she's playing all pro's



[Hook]



[Top Dollar]

Yeah you don't hear me though, but you be watching me

Playboy you work to stab my gal, the way you jocking me

You like my big trucks, you like my 22's

Don't ever wish that you was me, cause I've paid plenty dues

Cause I've been stole on, and I've been rolled on

I'm trying to make it off parole, but I gotta hold on

But I ain't sweating that, my pockets full of do'

When I valet up in the club, my Navi full of hoes

My hand's iced out, neck priced out

They put a lighter to my Rolley, when the lights out

Girl I'm a gutter boy, and I'm a strong nigga

Want me to dance up in the thong, well I'm the wrong nigga

So get your mind right, and pull your purse out

Cause I'm gon break you like a pimp, if fold is first sight

Go ahead and give me that, you know I'm down with it

Nick Feddy gutter boy, and I'ma clown with it



[Hook]



[talking]

Whoo, hot music yeah

Houston Texas, Clasyfyd Lady Cl'Che uh

Feddy World, ha dropping this hot track for me

Ooh come on, iight Rock I see you ha-ha

Check it (you don't hear me though