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(feat. Top Dollar) [talking] Yeah, the Clasyfyd Lady, Cl'Che Nick Feddy, rocking this feddy world Have you ever seen a chick, so thoed so cold Make you shock the spot, rock the dance flo' Dance until dance, can't dance no mo' I said dance uh-huh, I say y'all don't hear me though [Hook] See I'm grinding for this money, but you don't hear me though You know the game is funny, but you really don't hear me though Hit the club before they close, ain't nobody ready to go They looking for that bomb, Gray Goose and dro I'm grinding for this money, but you don't hear me though You know the game is funny, but you really don't hear me though Hit the club before they close, you still don't hear me though Now get ready for the show, get 'em up get 'em up cause now I'm bout to blow [Cl'Che] See you don't hear me though, but I'ma make you feel my flow Don't give a damn what you say, I'ma put it in your face Classy lady Cl'Che, I'm here to wreck the place Ain't trying to catch a case, but I'm naughty and I need to be embraced By hip-hop I can't stop, doing the job I love SongtexteSee I be rolling out on superstar status, out to these clubs You don't hear me though, I'm tal'n bout when you be in the do' With the livest click, with a stash of the dro Buying out the bar, stepping out a fanciest car With icey pricey gifts, they treating me Now I step out on the stage, and make the crowd feel me Make a move to this trunk, that was customized for Cl' See I grinded for this mark, in this damn industry I'm showing off cause I can, girl I'll take your man Cause you really don't feel me though, but it ain't for you to understand I got them skills, I'm swanging a chrome wheel In my candy Seville, I got you sick I hate how you feel [Hook] [Cl'Che] Pass the Rum, Gray Goose and Yack to the back Cause I'm bout to keep it crunk, in this bitch like that Pass the mic pass the track, to the DJ's in fact Have you ever seen a bitch, carrying do' like that Buy the bar buy the place out, and change the names Say put Cl'Che on front of that hoe, you know with a diamond frame Just say my name, see I grinded for this fame But you still don't hear me though, ain't nobody in this club ready to go We ready to blow the show, or we ready to blow the dro Blow this hoe, into a all day episode That's the way we roll, that's the way it go As a universal thing from coast to coast, but you really don't hear me though See I've been stacking them thangs, I've been observing the game I've been in up out this shit, so I gotta maintain But y'all don't hear me though, a young chick is so thoed She's so cold, and she's playing all pro's [Hook] [Top Dollar] Yeah you don't hear me though, but you be watching me Playboy you work to stab my gal, the way you jocking me You like my big trucks, you like my 22's Don't ever wish that you was me, cause I've paid plenty dues Cause I've been stole on, and I've been rolled on I'm trying to make it off parole, but I gotta hold on But I ain't sweating that, my pockets full of do' When I valet up in the club, my Navi full of hoes My hand's iced out, neck priced out They put a lighter to my Rolley, when the lights out Girl I'm a gutter boy, and I'm a strong nigga Want me to dance up in the thong, well I'm the wrong nigga So get your mind right, and pull your purse out Cause I'm gon break you like a pimp, if fold is first sight Go ahead and give me that, you know I'm down with it Nick Feddy gutter boy, and I'ma clown with it [Hook] [talking] Whoo, hot music yeah Houston Texas, Clasyfyd Lady Cl'Che uh Feddy World, ha dropping this hot track for me Ooh come on, iight Rock I see you ha-ha Check it (you don't hear me though Aus Songtexte Mania