Ft. T.I.

(Hook)
How we do it right, bounce, swag and turn
Wyle up in the spot with an ounce to burn
We in motion, we in motion
We in motion, we in motion (x2)
Where all the hoe lil niggas, they ain't near me
Bet ya lookin' for 'em pussy niggas, they ain't here (x2)
Hol' up, back up, n' lemme do my stuff
Strapped to the teeth, nigga, who want what? (x2)

(Verse: Problem)
Young Rida outta Compton, these bitches go crave by
With a nigga off of peel, you'll probly get 8ed off
Australia to Atlanta, they yellin' my gang up
Money ain't a thang, aye, we pullin' the thangs out
Police on chase but they neva eva catch me
Stood near the game, did nigga try to test me
Kushy, yo money neva ride like a leftie
You bring a bag of money, betta make that shit hefty

(Hook)

(verse 2: Problem)
And we be rollin' 'em tough and burnin' it down
The shit that I'm blowin' like 5000 a pound
Associated with gangstas, no, I don't fuck with the clowns
I got yo bitch in the panties, won't mind pullin' 'em down
Oh, oh, eh, know you hate that
I put it in her face and make her take that
Goddamn, bitch hate that
Ain't bust a nut, I roll a blunt and run it straight back

(Hook)

(Verse 3: T.I.)
Aye, T, where the money at, fired up, burnt out
Got me in the A, high as fuck, hella turnt out
D Lane Hustle Gang, you niggas gettin' riches
Now I'm tryna fuck, so it's OD bitches
Lay around if you want to
Shawty, you don't wanna see me pull up on you
Still ridin' with a pussy, lemme skeet, man
West Side all the niggas that we speakin'

(Hook)