Spyder lyrics

by

Jeezy


[Chorus]
Tell them pus*y n*ggas "Hold up"
Nothin' but the best, countin' money while I roll up
Screamin' "Ball hard, go bigger"
Yeah, ball hard, go bigger, yeah
pus*y n*ggas hatin', n*gga so what
Meanwhile, I'm in the spot, n*ggas doin' donuts
Screaming' "Ball hard, go bigger"
Yeah, ball hard, go bigger, yeah

[Verse 1]
Call me Jeezy Young Gotti, 'cause all I beat is odds
Sayin' that they real when them n*ggas really fraud
b*tch, I came from the bottom, that's right, under the basement
S'posed to leave it in the pot until it's harder than some pavement
f*ck these n*ggas talkin', I've been ballin' for a century
n*ggas think of quarter kis and scales when they mention me
Three point five, damn right, I had to grind it out
Graveyards and penitentiaries bars, I told them sign me up
Pops didn't wear no rubber, I was made for this sh*t (raw)
In the kitchen whippin' like a straight slave for this sh*t
Spill some liquor on my feet, I just paid for this sh*t
See the time piece, Flava Flav in this b*tch, my lord

[Chorus]
Tell them pus*y n*ggas "Hold up"
Nothin' but the best, countin' money while I roll up
Screamin', "Ball hard, go bigger"
Yeah, ball hard, go bigger, yeah
pus*y n*ggas hatin', n*gga so what
Meanwhile, I'm in the spot n*ggas, doin' donuts
Screaming', "Ball hard, go bigger"
Yeah, ball hard, go bigger, yeah
[Verse 2]
Math, my boy, I'm 'bout arithmetic
Now go get your b*tch and get the f*ck off my di*k
You can be a lot of things but you'll never be this
Word to Stevie Wonder, b*tch, you'll never see this
I went hard on them suckers, I served all of them cluckers
n*ggas switched up sides, I don't f*ck with none of them busters
Tried to f*ck up my groove but I was already groovin'
Them b*tches can't stop a train that's when it's already movin'
Look, I got a confession, I just bought a new .40
Hangin' out with the big ones, so we gone call this b*tch shorty
One thing about shorty, we be up in that club
And if she feel that you hatin', well she gone show you some love
What I gotta lose? I ain't never had sh*t
Two hundred fifty one grams in this plastic
Now it's Avion and champagne, n*gga on my rider
Ever in my city, you might see me in that Spyder

[Chorus]
Tell them pus*y n*ggas, "Hold up"
Nothin' but the best, countin' money while I roll up
Screamin', "Ball hard, go bigger"
Yeah, ball hard, go bigger, yeah
pus*y n*ggas hatin', n*gga so what
Meanwhil,e I'm in the spot n*ggas, doin' donuts
Screamin', "Ball hard, go bigger"
Yeah, ball hard, go bigger, yeah
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