Phone Message #2 (Skit)

Let’s get all the money
Let’s get it all
Right now
You gotta be a genie out here
Floating thru the streets like Aladdin
Got young freaks on my mattress
If that girl with me she the baddest
If he go against me he the saddest
All these girls fucking for the status
I see the game like for it is you see it backwards
I run thru that girl first you get her after
I’m real nigga, girl I ain’t no rapper
Or really I’m tryna say I ain’t like these rappers
Just know that shit you putting out it come back at ya
Got a small college chick, we put that dough together
If she eating veggies, she gon live forever
I’m floating thru the streets like Aladdin
I don’t see nobody I think I need glasses
Different whips like them slave masters
Nigga try to hang me I’ma bash em, I’mma bash em
2 x Floating thru the streets like Aladdin
Got young freaks on my mattress
If that girl with me she the baddest
If he go against me he the saddest
Aight, these niggas look at me like «How it happen?»
He started free but now the nigga out here taxing
I bought another Jesus piece to show my passion
You think I’m popping now wait till I drop the Jasmine
So many stacks on me it got my pants saggin'
I do the Audi let my momma pull the Jag in
And truth be told I ain’t really with the braggin'
I just remember so it’s like I’m re-enacting
They yappin, they talking for reaction
I’m laughing, while I’m bringing all this cash in
Right now, higher than I ever been
A couple blunts and good head a nigga medicine
Twenty stacks, hundred racks, how I bring it back
Quarter-back throw a sack, now she in the sack
And we do dinner and a movie if she into that
And if you see us you will know and you remember that
2 x Floating thru the streets like Aladdin
Got young freaks on my mattress
If that girl with me she the baddest
If he go against me he the saddest