Uh, Weeks Ave, Dipset

I mean look at me

I look like a million dollars in all ten dollar bills baby

(Whoo) Yeah



Hook:

Ruger Rell pop the Glock

Come through and drop the top

Throw some money in the sky

I just took over the block

Move some keys on that bitch

I just took over the block

Move some keys on that bitch

Yeah, yeah

Ruger Rell pop the Glock

Come through and drop the top

Throw some money in the sky

I just took over the block

Move some keys on that bitch

I just took over the block

Move some keys on that bitch

Oh, oh



Verse 1:

Ruger Rell pop the Glock

Come through and drop the top

Throw some money in the sky

I just took over the block

Yeah, I got my pot, got my work, got my scale

58s-58s, and them 12-12s

My connect said it just came in from Mexico

Jeezy The Snowman would call me The Eskimo

You pussy, I know you pussy, what you think I said it fo'

Plant money seeds baby, sit back and let it grow, grow

I'm 'bout my chips, not onion and garlic

Ya mouth run and I see it done turn to a faucet

I'm married to the streets, y'all niggaz went and divorced it

Y'all walkin' and y'all mad vuz I went out and Porsche'd it, yeah

It ain't really about who got swag

Where the money at, it's about who got cash

And, they cry broke nowadays, it's ashamed

I don't got that problem because money's my middle name



Hook



Verse 2:

I never slip, I never fall

When it come to work I got them ounces and them 8-balls

I got them good prices, yeah I'm talkin' to all of y'all

You ain't gotta leave the block, yeah I'ma serve 'em all

Yeah, I'ma serve 'em all

(And I ball) Every hustler should have a picture of a brick

(On they wall) Baby get up on that pole, shake that shit

(For my dogs) Cuz he just came home

And he gone cuz he had too many shots of Patron



Hook