30 Girlfriends (Yeah Yeah) lyrics

[Intro]
You can only die once
Yeah, yeah
Yeah (Check-check, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Ridin' swangers on the stainless (Yeah)
I copped it all cash, f*ck a payment (Yeah)
Man, it's so hard daily bein' famous
I had to unplug from the matrix (Yeah, yeah)
I cop a hundun, leave a ho sprung
Got her tongue numb when she taste it (Yeah)
n*gga got real pressure with the pill presser
Got a drug store up in the basement
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah), tool on me
How you let a n*gga make a move on me? (b*tch)
I don't let a b*tch break a rule, cut her off
When I tried to be cool, she was cool on me
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah), am I stuck in my ways? (Yeah)
I told you I seen everything 'cept for old age
Told that ho it's a cold game
I can still put a b*tch on the bay like the old days (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Like the old days, b*tch, yeah)

[Chorus]
Private elevator when I lay her
Thirty girlfriends, I'm a player
Hoes choose, elect me like the mayor
Party pack just came from Pakistan
Stackin' Asian b*tches, Jackie Chan
Got a thousand plans when I land
London ho just hit me with the sand (With the sandbag, you feel me?)
[Verse 2]
Yeah (Sand, yeah)
Boy, you real when you realize this rap sh*t is unrealistic
I had to take off and just do some more livin'
I can't lie to kick it, I can't hide the sh*t that I'm feelin'
I'm in here releasin' these demons
Can't tell you a secret 'cause sh*t get repeated
And if I go broke, I can pick up the pieces
My mama said pray and just leave it to Jesus (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, mama said pray, you the bald-headed Jesus
Since I was a fetus, a n*gga been sinnin'
Like since the beginnin', but I had my reasons, I had my reasons (Yeah, yeah)
That's what I say to myself when I know I'm doin' bogus
Every day, they can bust, but you only die once, so you know I'ma thug 'til it's over (I'ma thug 'til it's over, yeah)
Got a stash in the vent, the polices can't find it, b*tch, I got the blower by the motor (Uh)
And I barely be rappin', but ho, when I turn on the flow, I'ma motherf*ckin' poet (Yeah, yeah)
If I ever get hit in my sh*t, tell the Finball to keep it motherf*ckin' rollin'
Better miss or get sent in this b*tch, I'm a big dog and you motherf*ckin' know it (Yeah, yeah)
Young cocaine (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Private elevator when I lay her
Thirty girlfriends, I'm a player
Hoes choose, elect me like the mayor
Party pack just came from Pakistan
Stackin' Asian b*tches, Jackie Chan
Got a thousand plans when I land
London ho just hit me with the sand
[Post-Chorus]
Tool on me, never let a n*gga make a move on me (Yeah, yeah)
f*ck a security, bet you I leave out the room, I got every single jewel on me
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah), tool on me
Never let a ho play the fool on me
I don't let a b*tch break a rule, cut her off
When I tried to be cool, she was cool on me
She was cool on me, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

[Outro]
Yeah, when I tried to cut her off, she was cool on me
She was cool on me, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
b*tch, yeah, b*tch, she was cool on me, she was cool on me
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah), tool on me
Never let a n*gga make a move on me, yeah
Tool on me, never let a n*gga make a move on, uh, make a move on (Yeah, yeah)
Tool on me, never let a n*gga make a move on me, yeah
Tool on me, never let a b*tch play the fool on me, yeah, yeah