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[Chorus]Ma, don't waste you're timeYou with the wrong dude if you waitin' in lineTalkin' that ? shit, soon to blowWe ain't mad at you girl, you don't knowLook, don't let life stress you outTell me where you going, let me ? you outCheck the boards ma, we put up numbersCome on, let's get right for the summerHair cut, car washedAnd I'm Nautica'd out to the socksFortune five hundred CEOs on the yachtWe don't talk about cash, we talk about stocksDown in Miami, this is where it gets hotI ain't there for them Heat though, I'm here on the beachThe boats and the seatsThe boats and the girls and the birds and the beesWe'll be here all weekWe made a few songs, you might read about me in your new magazineBada-boom, bada-bing homieNeed a loan, bad credit need fundingIf I go to the club, I ain't gotta spend nothingThey got a table ready like"I hear Chuck's coming"Impalas down south likeSongtexte"I think a trucks running"Five more Os sound like a nice budgetAnd five more of those, put 'em in a ice bucket[Chorus]You on the fence nowYou said you like who?You never tried what? But you would like toYou goddamn right you got a right to the high lifeWe in a elephant gray BMW M-1The inside color of them someCome ride with a nigga to the corner we been oneThese rap niggas line out their salary incomeI started rap team, but all of that creamThat'd be harder than a gang member bat swingA part of me wanna give you my last nameThe other half of me wanna smash like a crash dummyA lotta gold like a rap mummyGot goals you supposed to live up toWhole lotta hoes sayin'"Yo Mike, I wanna fuck you"Little niggas sayin'"Yo Mike what you been up to?"Man, I'm just trying to stand out like a buck, too[Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania