Just A Lil Bit lyrics

[Intro]
I'm making n*ggas...for the money
These n*ggas hear my pain. You know what I'm saying?
You know we rocking all day for that, you know what I'm saying...cheddar chip, brother
You know what I'm saying?

[Verse 1]
Ride on, n*gga, I'm fire homes
And I break bread with the vatos
I be getting cheese like...
Her pus*y is the nachos
And n*gga, I'm wet like a poncho
And you can say I'm not though
But that would be a lie though
And you don't want to be a liar, ho!
I'm just off probation, so all my sh*t's sealed away
You n*ggas got a deal today
I been signed, been signing, even in the hood I rock
Big diamonds, real diamonds
You n*ggas got them pickle diamonds, simple math
Shh, f*ck that stash
Got the double up, keeping it real
Divide it, so much money, tunes up, math up
Real n*ggas in the streets
This is class, welcome to my world, we getting money now
But this is all about rap, Braap
Make the guns clap, b*tch i'm Lil Boss
No smoking with the gas mask, put the ice on, n*gga
And now I'm looking like an avalanche
Walking down the street, you feel me?
You n*ggas see me bossing on the street
Boss with a bad b*tch, you know she like: "yee!"
For real, lil n*gga got a rap like Tyson
Put back, all things, all black
Matter of fact, maybe...
You n*ggas think man, I'm old enough to stack
In my lap, paper stack like...
You feel me, jacking off on hundreds man
n*gga, I always come back
When Lil B hit the club, man a n*gga run that
Every person like: "motherf*cking damn, who's that?!"
Yeah b*tch, it's Lil B, it's Lil B, b*tch
f*ck with the breadwinners, you feel me?
And n*gga, you might get skied b*tch
16, I was famous, still in PE, b*tch
15, I was rapping, selling CD's, b*tch
17, i'm the man, not playing with life
You feel me? I did what I wanna do
I do what I wanna do
You know I took over just to get this
You n*ggas know I rep this sh*t
You feel me? Working just to get rich
f*cked 100,000 ho's sitting on 26
Got a thick b*tch, pus*y solid like a
Fence is, not trying to be offensive
My rapping skills is endless, I go and never stop
It's like I'm rapping off of 10
Know what I'm saying? (popping pills) Paying 20 cents
I got .50, just a lil bit, just a lil, b*tch
You crying like a lil b*tch
I'ma let that f*cking K spit
Real n*ggas ride off, tinted glass in the spaceship
f*cking with the space b*tch, her lips like the state pen
Big, and that's real
pus*y like The Matrix, b*tch what's the deal?
I'm flipping backwards for the motherf*cking mil's
I'm like a Jedi, because I'm popping dollar bills
[Outro]
You know what I'm saying?
You know, we getting money like that Star Wars, brother
What it do my brother?
I'ma tell you something man