Greystone

[Verse 1: The Game]

Wake up in the morning feeling like a G

Got them number fours on my feet

And the Lakers just beat the Heat

Clippers beat the Knicks, think it's about to be a good week

Yeah I'm rich forever, you know I got them good seats

Now let's hit up Greystone, get our fuckin' Ace one

Know I'm in the VIP, throwin' back straight 'tron

Goons with me 'case we gotta get our fuckin' ape on

Nigga playin' Superman, better have that cape on

My niggas pop up outta nowhere, State Farm

But I'm cool, and Orator play them Drake songs

And bring it back to the west side, play them Nate songs

Cause little mama know, we’re only in here for one night

A week though, and watch out for them wolves

Dressed up in them sheep clothes

And she don’t really club, but I bet that ass a freak though

[Chorus: Sam Hook & (The Game)]

We’re only in here for one night (a week though)

We’re only in here for one night (I said a week though)

One shot of Goose, one shot of 'tron

One shot of Goose, one shot of 'tron

[Verse 2: Fat Joe]

Round of applause, baby make that ass clap

You know your man he a fraud, I gotta have that

She want a bodyguard, I'll be her New Edition

She pray for Louboutins, must be her True Religion

Now I'm lookin' for Taraji and somebody with a body like Chyna

Chyna? The one from King of Diamonds who designed her

I call her Barbie, pink Ferraris on her birthday

And I'mma make sure every day is like the first day

She want another round, fuck her to another round

I don't just beat the pussy, I runs it to the ground

Every day another girl and another town

I don't just beat the pussy, I runs it to the ground

[Chorus: Sam Hook & (The Game)]

We’re only in here for one night (a week though)

We’re only in here for one night (I said a week though)

One shot of Goose, one shot of 'tron

One shot of Goose, one shot of 'tron

[Verse 3: Young Chris]

Sunday night, Grey Stone, neck full of gray stones

Staring at the crowd, trying to see who I’ma take home

Game said "straight 'tron," I be on that champagne

Bitches all around us, trying to watch us do the damn thang

Shouts out to Joey Crack, chicks like, "oh he back"

Welcome to my house party, OG, roll it back

Blow it if he showin' that, keep a few loaded gats

Bitch niggas showin' out, real niggas notice that

California lifestyle, fuckin' with my nigga Chuck

[?], Young Chris, nigga what, all we know is get to it

Stack high live it up, fuckin' with that Grey Stone

Everybody get 'em up, yeah

[Chorus: Sam Hook & (The Game)]

We’re only in here for one night (a week though)

We’re only in here for one night (I said a week though)

One shot of Goose, one shot of 'tron

One shot of Goose, one shot of 'tron