Yayo

[Verse 1: Flo Rida] Hey, I coulda been born any place in the world When I turned a day old but a brother gotta pass to the block That's known for more than legos Not a gwap on the pay-roll but I got, got, got that playdough For the hot hot girls on the table See, their lock locks wrapped in halos Good good money, hood money That's where you could money, gotta M.I.Yayo Full of green but it's not for the bagel Everything that I want to be labeled On the first 48 watch cable where they ride 28's unstable You don't want this up yo' nasal You ain't never been street, that's fatal My city where I be, can't change it See them walk, see them talk that language Ard denim louis belt still hanging Wear a flag, but I, but I ain't bangin' 305 the way I ride, the way I vibe, I love it every day outside And I can't lie the sunny skies, the honies right, the money's right [Verse 2: Brisco] I came from the bottom of the beaca, and got hard as I got older they say I started with some sand then I shook it to a boulder And that's how I handle business, I'm just tryna reach my quota When I come up on my stunnin', do exactly what I told ya All I know is dough and yayo, I receive it by the freight loads The coast guards cool, I just break 'em off some c-notes And my Haitian friends told me it's gone be a nice summer Time to tally up the books and calculate the numbas Dade county the M.I.Yayo Them goons on my line and they don't move until I say so And I wouldn't be shit without this coke and this weed And this crack and these pills and these 305 streets (Brisco) [Chorus] Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo [Verse 3: Billy Blue] Hello to yayo, who made me rich? Who made my baby mama my first crazy bitch? She have them latest keys [?], birth on the block Whippin' the work, servin' them rocks I give them what they love, just give me what I need Them hoes a-love me if my donk got them 23's Them hater's hatin' now, 'cause I be making paper Now I'm paranoid, lord I need a favor I'm ridin' strapped up niggas, hate to see you straight Wanna have me on that stretcher on that first 48 Shit, I ain't built for them white sheets Face on the black tee, hell naw, that ain't me, nigga [Verse 4: Ball Greezy] I'm from the city where zoes sell creole out they house Where niggas hustle just to put a grill in they mouth What you know 'bout konch fritters and mango salad Home of the donks, yayo, AK's and banshees This is the city where everybody and they mama hard Some star [?] selling hons [?] right from out her front yard This is the city to visit if you a club junky Home of the bad bicthes and they all love money Gotta respect the ones who do it just to feed the kids But on the other hand, shaking to get her titties did If you ain't see it, you don' heard it, just to let you know How shit really go in the M.I [Chorus] Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo [Verse 5: Rick Ross] Born as a balla, I couldn't be a talla, meaning that my money long Be at home, up in the sky, feeling like I run the world Me and my persona fly, mo' money, mo' problems, right? In a lot of drama now, shawty went to turner tech I'm out of cooley high, D-boy, yes, D-boy 'cause of my nine Bumpin' a criminal [?], she catching feelings now I see the difference, make here switch when 'bout to pull it out I ride for one thing, nigga's the 305 I die for nothing and got my tooly now So we can shoot it out 'cause I'm walking smoothly, I I got a stunt man that a make a movie Now [Verse 6: Red Eyezz] 10,000 grams of that good, I could get that package for you Now turn one into two, I'll do that magic for you Here's another classic for you, Eyezz and Flo-Ride My stick on the tablem counting the profit from the whole pie Team with my own nine's, Cheddah we ran through Spook to ever rap on these shells that how they jam fool I fly to Haiti in person, and then we meet up Touch on several topics from work to doing clean up It's dirty out here in the south, but that's nothin' new Besides, I got goons in the hood that need something to do I feed niggas who squeeze niggas and these niggas The definition of G's niggas, talk to 'em [Chorus] Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo [Verse 7: Bred] Crib, this si for the crib, welcome to my city M.I.A Palm trees and quarter keys, anything you want Well, you can get just place that order, please We so got thing disorderly, but we got so much more to see But that's just the crib, that's where I live And that's why it mean much more to me 'Cause I remember having nothin' scraping up A dolla something, straight to the gas tank Jump in that fast lane, crank that music, all us bumping All us on the way to the top Been through the hurt, now thanks for the flop Pretty little skirts, white cane In the drop And this here grind hard, ain't finna stop 'Cause I'm going at it, that's just a habit, this for the crib dawg want it, bag nab it [?] That's what it is, you want it have at it That's how I live, I want it I grab it No time for faking no hesitation Bitch talking shit, gon' head and break 'em Bitch flap her lip, gon' get some straight M.I.Yayo presentation [Verse 8: Pitbull] Dough is the new platinum and platinum's the new diamond It's been a steep climb but bitch, I kept on climbing Pit don' grown, up the crib, down blown up Dem birds don' flown out and them boys done sold out Miami, I was born Miami, I'm gon' die Miami I live it, I am 305, Miami made me to Miami I gave back if it wasn't for this rap I'd be asking where the safe at Barack is the new hope and meth is the new coke I'm laughin' to the bank, but bitch, I'm no joke The women that I fucked you cut your nuts for Welcome to the cocaine capital M.I.Yayo [Chorus] Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo [Verse 9: Ace Hood] See, I been praised from the bottom up Got it from the bottom up Long nights, a fifth of hen, I'm sippin' in my coffee cup Tryna hustle money blunt, to lift my mother spirits up Light bill was due a month ago, I hustle 10 to 4 Hop up in that tire ho, [?] trunk full of work and blow 17, that's all I know With triple beam to weight it all Gutta til my casket close Now we at the top of throne Soon to be a millionaire with 50 carat diamond stones Member when they used to doubt us? Now we buying gated homes 57 dipped in chrome, rims being shipped from Rome Feeling like I'm Diddy combs A million what I'm sittin' on Residential change, but it's still the same area code Gutta [Chorus] Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo Yayo