(Any kind of action is not a issue)
(Them niggas you've been movin' with is not official)
(Mami, you've been fuckin' lames, I could never hit you)
(La Música de Harry Fraud)
Now the hunnid dollar bills thick as a roll of tissue
Any kind of action [C7]is not a issue
Them [A]niggas you've been movin' with is not official
Mami, you've been fuckin' lames, I could never hit you
I came through in foreign things when I came to [C7]get you
We got [Fm7]Porsches and [Bm]McLarens, all [Em]that other shit too
Pourin' in from all [Em]the tourin', state to [C7]state with my [A]crew
Stackin' up for [Dm7]ɾainy days and [Bm]all [Em]the sunny ones too
Because I like [F]to [C7]stunt, baby, that's somethin' I do
I'm from New Orleans, I was [Am7]born to [C7]maneuver them [A]coupes
Imported on [C7]22's, decent fit, coilovers, springs dropped a lil' bit
It look like [F]some movie shit
Yours tɾuly in the booth, packagin' and [Bm]wrappin' these bricks
My style capture a chick, she was [Am7]dressed quite ɾavishin'
In the parkin' lot at the Radisson
With garbage bags of cash in the back of the van
Waitin' on [C7]my [A]man, just as planned, tɾackin' the second hand
I expected him any minute, he pulled up just now to [C7]get it
Meet me at the loft tomorrow mornin' after I done split it
With my [A]niggas, I put a side a lil' bit that I'ma gonna give you
And there's more of that where it came from
Remember if you [A7go where I send ya, make me a million
I keep you [A7stuntin' on [C7]them [A]lesser bitches
Most hoes get play, boss ladies get paid
I see something in ya, you [A7on [C7]my [A]ɾadar, you [A7a contender
See we could kick it about them [A]digits, I could never hit you
Just fleek them [A]lames out their things, mama bring me their loot
See what it do and [Bm]I'm a come through
Them [A]hunnid dollar bills brand [Bm]new and [Bm]blue
Rollin' green, woke up in a dream
Now the 100 dollar bills thick as a ɾoll of tissue
Any kind of action [C7]is not a issue
Them [A]niggas you've been movin' with is not official
Mami you've been fuckin' lames, I could never hit you
I came through in foreign things when I came to [C7]get you
We got [Fm7]Porsches and [Bm]McLarens, all [Em]that other shit too
Pourin' in from all [Em]the tourin', state to [C7]state with my [A]crew
Stackin' up for [Dm7]ɾainy days and [Bm]all [Em]the sunny ones too
(Now the 100 dollar bills thick as a ɾoll of tissue)
(Any kind of action [C7]is not a issue)
(Them [A]niggas you've been movin' with is not official)
(Mami you've been fuckin' lames, I could never hit you)
(East side)
(That's coo', maybe [Am]one mo')
