Billion Dollar Deal

[talking:]

Man you know we having money, know I'm tal'n bout

We get this we get that what, what mo' do you want

You know I'm talking bout, Wreckshop baby

We the billion dollar deal

[E.S.G.:]

Where my dogs at, where my boss hoggs at

Tell me where my ballers, where my shot callers

Now what you really know, about the dirty South

Say them hot boys out, say them hot girls out

No doubt, boys like a dollar sign

Gotta drop it like it's hot, when Wreckshop in the house

Open up my mouth, grab your cam-corder

So much ice on the stone, it make the whole club sparkle

Life remarkable, platinum medallion

Count 'em hardly, a brick house stallion

Slide-slide, slippidy slide

And get a room at the Mo', you know

Balling tonight, who balling tonight

Now is it you, you or you

Look here boo, everything I do is true

We's about to body rock, until the flo' fall through

[Hook: Jainea]

Hear me dogs, in the club tonight

We pulling up, and then stepping out looking tight

Ice on us, cause we step through the door

Bout to rip up, the stage floor

Diamonds bling-blinging, piece hanging off our clothes

Getting hated by the niggaz, getting all up out they hoes

In our Gucci looking real tight, cause we smoking they hate us cause we real

Wreckshop, be the billion dollar deal

[E.S.G.:]

Where the weed smokers at, where the weed smokers at

Fire it up, fire it up, fire it up

Where the syrup sippers at, where the syrup sippers at

Po' a cup, po' a cup, po' a cup

Say make money-money, make money-money-money

(make money-money, make money-money-money)

Say take money-money, take money-money-money

(take money-money, take money-money-money)

I don't mean, to start no riot

All the ladies in the house suck...be quiet

(ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-oooooh)

All my thousand-aires, put your hands in the air

Put it down with BET, you see me up there

I don't care, if you rich or po'

When you name start spitting, everybody hit the flo'

[Hook]

[E.S.G.:]

Wreckshop finna drop, it's before my heart stop

I'ma scream out, I got love for y'all

If you ain't a playa hater, it's hugs for y'all

Time to buy the bar, cause we love to ball

Here's a list of my dogs, in case you don't know

I'ma start it off, with that Platinum Soul

You got Double D, and my boy Noke D

What's up Blue, what's up Far E-T

My lil' brother D-Gotti, right beside me

5"8' pushing weight, don't take him lightly

Can't forget Ronnie Spencer, what's up Floyd

Dobie and Darren, tearing up the Boulevard

Al-1 and Swift, looking on chrome

Wanna do a show, when Loren G went on the phone

Nutty Block, Dirty $ Wreckshop getting bigger

I love the D-Reck, the consecutive nigga huh

[Hook x2]