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DJ Khaled!
And you know it don't stop, grindin' round clock
my second album, my first album just dropped
Scored a touchdown on my first down, thought I was gon' flop
See I like my momma but I look just like my pops
And we still duckin' cops, ride and takin' shots
Hennessy for my enemies, niggas know I'm takin' spot
'Cause that score up on the play clock, show just how I came from way
Just like T-I-P told you ASAP but you rappin' like Aesop, Aesop get a grip
Oh that's your dream car? Nigga my old whip
Oh that's your dream girl? Nigga that's my old
Oh that's your new Nigga that's my old shit!
This new Krit shit, that Cole shit, them country niggas

One for the money, two for the
Three for them hoes anything goes
They say they for whatever!
They say ready for whatever
I been around the world, to be exact
Six bad bitches and they up in the back
say they ready for whatever!
They say ready for whatever

Shawty look we got, my bass beat and it knock
Got the old school in my old school was to post up on yo
Yo broad chose like she was to and you up in arms 'cause she bopped
I hate to say it but I got to say that I that they would just stop
So fuck these haters, fuck these hoes that slammin' doors on they drop
Y'all too young to remember how to the south used to be but I'm not
So when it come to snappin', Cadillacs, SpottieOttieDopaliscious, pop
You thought Wuz Here and R4 were the shit, bitch wait til my album drop (get 'em cuh)
Say that's yo' new car? that's my old slab
Say yo' new bitch? Nigga that's my old stab
Oh that's yo new flow? shit sound so trash
This that new shit, that Cole shit, them country niggas

Hol' up, but don't forget about nigga
One for the money, two for the
Three for no and the rest for death row
means I been bout it bout it and this is the realist shit I ever wrote
And if anyone ever doubt it then they are the loudest of liars I
I only desire to blow, she only desire to
And I hope that my dick is a whistling flute, and not the instrumental
Now up my coat
You let that motherfucker drag like RuPaul, I'll drag ass to the floor
Bitch, I can admit, I'm a addict, paraphernalia that is
Telling the doctor I'm sick, head doctor I'm needing lips, yea
Proper for it, if I can afford it then I won't ignore it, clear
Cop me a and Porsche and right when I floor it that's when I switch gears
Living my life on Uranus, uh, one foot in your anus, uh
The other all on your neck, repeatedly stomp 'til I break it, uh
Bitch I'm demanding respect, bitches is telling me take it
DJ Khaled, even if I had callus, holding the torch no challenge, ain't it

One for the money, two for the
Three for them hoes anything goes
They say they for whatever!
They say ready for whatever
I around the world, twice to be exact
Six bad bitches and lapped up in the back
say they ready for whatever!
They say they for whatever (for whatever, for whatever, for whatever)