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Description
Engineer, Masterer, Mixer, Producer: Murda Beatz
Programmer, Vocals: Murda Beatz
Vocals: Zukenee
Writer: Shane Lindstrom
Writer: Azize Fard
Composer: Shane Lindstrom
Lyrics and translation
Original
This for the slayers, nigga!
Beautiful day, a beautiful night.
Nigga, I get my day started like, mm, like eleven-thirty. You know what I'm askin', nigga? Okay, okay.
Whip. Yeah, yeah. New horse whip. New whip. These niggas the new bitches.
Who endorse this? Switches on my clique. Bitches on my dick. She suck like a tick.
My new Rolex do not tick.
New Rolex for my mama. 'Cause she sat and raised a don.
We ain't grow up with this shit, I count that money twice every time. No, I can't miss no dime.
Yeah, yeah, I can't miss no payment, yeah. Yeah, she grab it like it's gravy. On God.
My life was a movie, all they did was have the color graded. Cut and action, nigga.
I'ma eat it up like my mother made it.
And yeah, get it now, fuck it up, my mama made it.
She yellin' on the dick, DJ Drama made it.
Yeah, she's a drama baby, don't get what she want then she's a cryin' baby. You know I don't play with these hoes.
You know I don't play with these niggas. You know I don't play with myself. Okay.
I'm tryna get straight to the figures. Are you a fuckin' killer?
How the fuck these figures? This just squeeze the trigger. Man, my bitch is realer. Whip. Yeah, yeah.
New horse whip. New whip. These niggas the new bitches. Who endorse this?
Switches on my clique. Bitches on my dick. She suck like a tick.
My new Rolex do not tick.
Oh. What?
My mama