Lil Ole Me

Stack that money we gon' pile it to the ceiling
Came from nothing now she want a couple million
We gon' have these racks forever what a feelin'
She gon' fall in love with me cuz I’m that nigga
Throwin' up racks on each occasion we gon' dish 'em out
Love my gang just like no other we gon' make it out
Tell 'em proceed
I need all that in blue hundreds
I know she notice me
She gon' feel a nigga comin'
I got ice on my chest and my stomach
Pop a x and I be geeked until the mornin'
So much ice up on this key look like a ornament
Wrist’ll leave a nigga shocked look like its stormin'
Walk inside the bank with bands like I’m important
I told her leave her last nigga he a dork
Let a nigga come get you up out that ford
I got plays from L.A. to New York
Take a trip with me
You gon' see these nigga lames
Please don’t sit by me, this a whole private plane
Lamborghini green, you gon' hop inside and go insane
It still ain’t shit to me, I been countin' racks since 10th grade