Fat Joe - MGM Grand Lyrics
I'm the realest nigger in here, you already know itA lot of yous is ***** boys, you already showed itUsed a sword to slit them all wet, diamonds on the CubanWhere the ***** have you been at? I'm producing Rick RubenSome of you call it Britney, recipe's WhitneyWhen you live your dreams nightmares can turn in trickyChasing till your heart stops, some niggers don't make 18I was pitching hard rocks when you was watching 18Rocky Balboa hard ain't a mysteryAnd I'm rocking more gold chains than mister TI love strippers like 2 ChainzAnd that new, new Celine bumping two slavesMGM Vegas on a late nightBet I put the breadThat's a kick fightBetter push your broad in the fat *****Let her take it wrongBring it back to meMGM Vegas on a late nightBet I put the breadThat's a kick fightBetter push your broad in the fat *****Let her take it wrongBring it back to mePlatinum crucifixes, diamonds the crowner thornsAnd you popped and popped the hoods, survived the...Suicide, it's a suicideNo Justin Timberlake, no suit and tiesOut here Timberlands in the hoodie and they wanna strapTo the same bet they put Sookie on***** about I'm screamingTS s about the flight6 people in the 12 seaters for the nightNow that's 12 niggers, six figures to matchOn out way to Vegas with your ***** rolling the crapsCracking watch the money showOut here Christians have the *****es catch the holy ghost, uhMGM Vegas on a late nightBet I put the breadThat's a kick fightBetter push your broad in the fat *****Let her take it wrongBring it back to meMGM Vegas on a late nightBet I put the breadThat's a kick fightBetter push your broad in the fat *****Let her take it wrongBring it back to me
