Run 4 Mayor

[Verse 1: Jae Millz]

Young Money...Harlem

Umm...I got one thing to say before I start this verse...LEGGO..haha

Feeling so good that I might run for mayor

So good I might buy a present for a hater

I just wanna slay her

You just want to savor

Well good come and get her, let me get back to my paper

Straight from harlem with the cellars and the shavers

To a high rise balcony way in the air

Stand on my own, so I don't need no favors

And the watch on my wrist dumber than any one of Flavor's

Cyclops watch the bitch beam lasers

And all my diamonds dancing Jr., Sammy Davis

Oh that's you girl, I make her scream see you later

Take her home and make her sing like Anita Baker

They all under estimated, but I made it

So Im waving from that young money flow while we parading

Yeah we the champs so every days a celebration

Ain't nobody do like this in ages

Not only are we young money, bitch we are the greatest

Catch me in some jordans before you catch me in some gators

No I'm not icy bitch I'm definetly a glacier

Certified N.Y. wife taker

Old school game like Walt, Clyde, Frazier

Pockets of money like an open pager

I grew up in an apartment but im a don acre

[Verse 2: Tyga]

Mass murder every Tyga hater

And I ain't from Atlanta but the beat get dacatered

Eat the 808 bitches say they love my flavor

Cause I'm a yellow nigga, so I rep the lakers

Wilt Chamberlain, hoes in too many places

Player player shit, city's next to where they names is

Famous amos shit, want the cookies with the raisins

I play stages, no games no sages

Rap raging, move out my fucking way bitch

Are you asian, yup smartest in my age group

I'm fading, and I ain't even off nathan

So blatant, and half of these bitches basic

I'm on it, you faling off, Humpty Dumpty, in the yard I'm a fucking dog

Princess shit, write my name on a star

Skinny nigga dough, hoses slurping on my straw

Big boy though

[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]

Real fly nigga, bitches see me and they holla

My shades block the sunrays, Dolce and Gabana

Louis breifcase Louis rag I'm stylin

Credit cards in my Louis wallet when I'm going shoppin

This is young money, so the money ain't a problem

Got my daughter with me, if she want it them I'm going to cop it

All my kids, pearl and ryan, they get everything they want and

They just call daddy and I'll have it to them by the morning

I'm a young paid nigga, got it made nigga

Not bad, I quit school in the 9th grade nigga

Left my Momma house I was still an underaged nigga

I was like, fuck this shit, I gotta get paid nigga

Now it's 20-10 and we the hottest in the game

It's young money mention money when you say my name

They call me gudda gudda, double g it's all the same

Heroine flow, cocaine, put it in your vein...