Speech Lyrics - Prevolver - T Pain

Yo! 

Young Fyre 

Over the guts 

Let's go in brah 

Yo 

Suicide doors, naw that was last year 

Got suicide hoes butt-naked under my cashmere 

Drinking full throttle, pulling half a gear 

Two-wheel drive on these niggas, Cavalier 

Wait till I crank it up, wait till I spazz hard 

They ain't nobody goin accept ya like a MasterCard 

Now ain't that bizarre, you say you from the hood 

But nobody believe you so you try to pour the basket guard 

Naw that shit don't work in this society 

The game got potential but it's lacking the variety 

Fans getting bored they don't even wanna buy CD's 

Nigglas ain't selling so they blaming it on piracy 

Argh! I'm too hard for the club seats 

UFC submission hole I get em off me 

The niggas in Tallahassee saying I'm off Glee 

But the hoes say I'm sick, cough sneeze 

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Yeah, Birdman you already know 

You understand me? 

YMCMB all day everyday 

All we do is get money like we do it 

Grind hard hustle 24 hours ain't no sleep when we do this shit 

Ain't no care about sleeping 

Ain't no clubbing cause we bring that to the studio 

Ya understand me? 

Just manifesting this game, getting mo money than niggas ever been 

Billions for my thoughts, dollars for my words 

Hundred for the hook, one fifty for the 

Cause bitch I got kids and they want Louis Vutton shit 

And the Gucci wallet to carry crayons in 

So discount's is the thing of the past 

So is CEO's try'na put a thing on my ass 

These record labels mad cause they know they can't get me 

Cause I don't do threesomes, you can't fuck with me 

Nappy Boy ooh wee that's the trademark 

And this year I just plan on pulling my face card 

Niggas constrating on keeping they face hard 

But I'm a fuck around and take away they face guard 

Until then I'm a keep delivering hits out 

And keep on playing stupid till niggas figure my shit out 

I can't speak on the bus but when the word finally get out 

I'll fill a swimming pool with the soda niggas a spit out 

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Ya understand me, lots full of whips 

Bottles and bitches 

Ya understand me pocket full of money 

Ya understand me G4's and hoes nigga this how we living 

Out on the grind all day every muthafuckin day 

We hang out the helicopter doin fly-by's niggas 

Ya understand me over the pacific 

Ya understand me big money see we don't stop 

Bang let's get it baby 

YMCMB all muthafucking day 

Last but not least I'm too cold to have hot rhymes 

Jamaican bitches in my room doing the hot wine 

Winning at all cost 

Even if my niggas hit your Beenie Man with this Lady Sawed off 

Ha ha, feel the rhythm of the beat bitch 

Nappy Boy, the new Miami Heat bitch 

Young Frizzle, he done turned on the heat switch 

Walk up out of the mansion right up on to the beach, beeatch 

Ye ain't never seen another Pain 

32 cars you niggas stay in the other lane 

Steve Jobs on these broke niggas 

Take a good hard look at the motherfuckin boat, nigga! 

Shit, the rap game being burglarized 

Check my certificate you can see that I'm certified 

So they won't see it coming when the track hit em 

And then I dipped twice, baptism 

Nigga that's what's happening 

Moula crazy 

Yeah, blah, blah