Andy G lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Mmh, yeah, mmh
Yeah
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay (Yeah)
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wonder how I feel? Yeah
Well, huh, uh
Lieutenant, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lieutenant, yeah
Lieutenant, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lieutenant
Lieutenant
Hello? Yeah

[Verse 1]
Ride in the car and it tinted (Tinted), yeah
I got them b*tches (b*tches), yeah
I got them digits (Them digits), yeah
Whole lotta money, it's with me, yeah
Why is you trippin'? (Why is you trippin'?) Yeah
I got the sticky (I got the sticky), yeah
Smokin' on stinky (Smokin' on stinky)
f*ckin' your b*tch, I ain't got no feeling, yeah (Nah)
[Chorus]
Know that I'm winnin' (Know that I'm winnin'), yeah
Know that I'm gettin' it (Know that I'm gettin' it), yeah
Ride in the Benz (Ride in the Benz), yeah
Give me a ticket (Give me a ticket), yeah
Whole lotta money (Whole lotta money), yeah
I'ma keep on gettin' it (I'ma keep on gettin' it), yeah
Y'all keep hatin', actin like hoes, cryin' like b*tches (Cryin' like b*tches), yeah
Take your b*tch, f*ck your b*tch, you can get your b*tch back (Get your b*tch back), yeah
Count them stacks, whole lotta money, b*tch, I love big racks (I love big racks), yeah
Abraham Lincoln, free all my dawgs, yeah, that's just real facts (That's just real facts), yeah
Y'all n*ggas b*tch n*ggas, y'all be snitchin' on n*ggas and I hate that

[Verse 2]
I don't starve, I eat (Yeah)
I f*ck hoes, they freak (Yes, I do)
Smoke big gas, not cheap (Yeah)
And my whip not cheap (Nah)
Everything I do, b*tch, I do it for me (Voila)
I don't do it for them (No, I don't)
b*tch I gotta eat (I gotta eat)
Yeah, I gotta eat (Yeah, I gotta eat, yeah)
Yeah, I gotta make it (Yeah, I gotta make it)
Yeah, I'm not a hater (I'm not a hater)
I'm not a hater, yeah
Why they be hatin' 'cause they say that I what?
n*ggas sound crazy, man you sound like a fool
I get this money, you know that I do (Yeah)
Count these blues, now I'ma stay true (What?)
True to my gang, I don't know 'bout you (Nah)
Y'all n*ggas switch up, that ain't cool (Nah)
I don't give a f*ck, yeah, f*ck you too (Yeah)
Say f*ck me, well f*ck you too
Know that it's up when I see you, yeah
Know that you better believe it, yeah
n*gga, I'm squeezin', I'm squeezin', yeah
Is you gon' run when I'm squeezin'? Yeah
Shoot back, n*gga, I shoot back
n*gga gon' shoot, yeah, n*gga I do that
I don't want the bullsh*t, yeah, Slime Nudy
f*ck a lot of hoes, all these hoes ain't nun' but groupies (Nun' but groupies)
Yeah, yeah, that off top, yeah, she ain't nonstop
f*ck your ho in my Gucci flip flops
Kicked the b*tch right up out the spot
I got the top from your b*tch thot
n*ggas be hatin' 'cause they really some opps
n*ggas be pus*y, they callin' them cops
I call them shooters, I get n*ggas robbed
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Know that I'm winnin' (Know that I'm winnin'), yeah
Know that I'm gettin' it (Know that I'm gettin' it), yeah
Ride in the Benz (Ride in the Benz), yeah
Give me a ticket (Give me a ticket), yeah
Whole lotta money (Whole lotta money), yeah
I'ma keep on gettin' it (I'ma keep on gettin' it), yeah
Y'all keep hatin', actin like hoes, cryin' like b*tches (Cryin' like b*tches), yeah
Take your b*tch, f*ck your b*tch, you can get your b*tch back (Get your b*tch back), yeah
Count them stacks, whole lotta money, b*tch, I love big racks (I love big racks), yeah
Abraham Lincoln, free all my dawgs, yeah, that's just real facts (That's just real facts), yeah
Y'all n*ggas b*tch n*ggas, y'all be snitchin' on n*ggas and I hate that
Yeah