The Bottom

[Intro: Dj Superstar J]

Where’d I get this from?

[Chorus]

Mary makes the world go round

And I gotta (New Lloyd Banks!)

Do anything for the dollar (Yeah!) (Haha!)

Niggas talk shit, but they don’t wanna get violent (Blue Hefner’s home!)

They make guns everyday and I gotta (Joint right here’s called the bottom!) (Superstar J!)

Nigga I’m from the bottom, so gettin’ into it ain’t a problem (This what I do!)

Won’t shit in life come free, so I gotta

(Stay in ya motherfuckin’ lane!)

Do anything for the dollar (Wooo!) (Uh!)

[Verse 1]

Uh

Rachets, moet glasses, and dirty urine

Your in a neighborhood where niggas be disappearin’ (Yeah)

Lately I been hearin’ interferin’

I’m green la smokin’ while I’m steerin’ the McLaren (Uh)

And I’m T.I. totin’ conceal em’ in the ceilin’ (Uh)

Keep three eyes open, you feel a nigga stealin’

I’m far money dealin’ over in New Zealand

Keep low whatcha holdin’ these older niggas squealin’

Everybody got haters I got over a million

‘Cause I’m one in a billion and my broad is Brazilian (Uh) Chillin’

Nigga ask around if you don’t know what all the riff about

That’s why ya shorty starin’ at me like my dick was out (Uh)

Currency comin’ is somethin’ I can’t live without (Nah)

Horsepower got the back of the vehicle fishin’ out (Errt!)

Four pirelli wheel screech

I resurrect the life of Makaveli over beats (Uh!)

[Chorus]

Mary makes the world go round

And I gotta (Yeah!)

Do anything for the dollar (Uh)

Niggas talk shit, but they don’t wanna get violent (Uh uh!)

They make guns everyday and I gotta

(I gotta get mine)

Nigga I’m from the bottom, (Yeah!)

So gettin’ into it ain’t a problem (Problem)

Won’t shit in life come free, so I gotta (Gotta) (Yeah!)

Do anything for the dollar

[Verse 2]

Uh

New York City nigga, niggas love how I get to it (Yeah)

B-A-N-K-S slash lines runnin’ through it (Woo!)

Who would ever think that I’d get to the pie through the music? (Uh)

Every humans born with a brain niggas just don’t use it

I’ll be dead and gone ‘fore I get my props

So fuck gettin’ a trophy, ima get me a drop Ima smoke me ounce and try to count up this guap

And stay away from ducks hopin’ the condom pop, stop!

A nigga don’t like me it’s prolly because I’m paid

We connected? (Connected)

It’s probably because I’m made (Uh)

New school of hard knocks they’ll body you for a grade then forget ya

You know how they do when ya laid (Yeah)

[Chorus]

Mary makes the world go round

And I gotta (Gotta)

Do anything for the dollar (Yeah!)

Niggas talk shit, but they don’t wanna get violent (Uh)

They make guns everyday and I gotta

(I gotta get mine)

Nigga I’m from the bottom, (Yeah)

So gettin’ into it ain’t a problem (Problem)

Won’t shit in life come free, so I gotta (Gotta)

Do anything for the dollar