big sean
mula (remix)
 where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me ain't nothing more important than the mula ain't nothing more important than the mula hallelujah hallelujah praise god hallelujah ain't nothing more important than the mula i'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah when they view ya fucking around me and my niggas we come in your town busting them bottles and fucking your bitches and when they start hating we gunning them niggas don't fuck 'em around boy i get money all day and i ball hard like tim hardaway i can see a bad bitch from far away let her ride this dick cause i had a hard day and my dick even harder you whippin' the charges you put your rims on and you think that you're balling i'm whippin' a bentley i can't even call it and my shit so retarded i handicap parking like skrrrrrr! i get paid to the decimal taxing plus stacking yo fuck federale i smoke medicali b-i-g sean don juan perion bitch fuck with me i bet i make it work i oopsy-daisys on a skirt fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt i prefer brown liquor brown ladies brown louboutin condom on 'fo i go to work that's my uniform. nigga i used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches by candle lit and that's cause the power's out and not for romance and shit from barely managing to mansions where ho's call me mr. anderson command a bitch no i don't own the pussy i just sample it i got a couple marbles missing i know now there's marbles all on the floor on the bathroom kitchen and stove i got bitches on my cellular callin and confessing but i don't reply cause that's the clearest way to send a message paper running through my jugular i'm blowing loud throwing thous getting drunk you know my style and my momma say she still proud that's mula i'm winning i don't owe a nigga shit came in this motherfucker by myself smoking on strong and holding on my dick like ah my gold on i'm the bomb i'm talking goldmine nigga's taking shots at me i send em' back to their homeline and i touchdown goalline y'all ain't killing shit shoot every nigga in your clique i'm on one let me jog your memory me and nells on a milerun uh shawty gonna need her drawers done eat her pussy til' it's all gone uh and i still ain't ever been robbed so nigga don't try me two niggas with guns natural wallet that pickpocket want my i.d and i spray your zone treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em' got a new chomp i need that bitch that want a tag on if you shoot me you famous if i shoot you i'm brainless so i'm about to be dumb as fuck cause' i got blessed fools and babies when i was fifteen i was felon when you were fifteen you were yelling mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon scared money never gon' make nothin' gotta get it my medula couple dollars in the waist band nigga hula-hoop with the mula everyday that i wake i say grace hallelujah welcome back like mase bitches only fuck niggas with the cream a nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date ay they say we can't maintain only real niggas remain 'ye say that we the new slaves i need to ball with a chain i got a real bad bitch i haven't seen her in a month with twins so big she can put it in her ugh ooh i love it when she drop it and spread it like when i see her camel all i wanna do hump okay the hall of fame keep callin' my name got a mural on the wall i'm a legend from the motor city and been have drive i just need a little gas in my engine okay we all in the game we ballin' the same home team nigga that's a blessing i'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit so good it can get my into heaven nigga,