All Types Of Shit

(feat. Jay-Z)

Yo yo

[Verse 1- Memph]

I swear to God I'm addressin all types of shit

Tote big guns, with all types of clips

See those cars I be in, all types of whips

All those whores I got, all types of chicks

See those sneaks I rock, all types of kicks

In the double xl, in all types of flicks

On my two way pager, typin' shit

I made alot of records, all type of hits

I was told to get dough, all types of chips

Flip weed, coke, dough, all types of bricks

I've been overseas, on all types of trips

My coke come on a boat, all types of ships

Catch me on hac(?) indica, S type and shit

The new CL, type s and shit

And I bust guns at all types of clicks

Took four and made all types of flips, motherfucker

[Chorus]

We got the S class, the Cadillac, and excel

We blowin up y'all, we got all types of V's

We got the chocolate, Hawaiian skunk, and purple haze

Roll it up y'all, we got all types of trees

We got the 4-4, the glock nine, and bright ghost

We throw it up y'all, we got all types of guns

We got the pesos, the dolla bills, the yen and mar

Throw it up y'all, we got all types of ones

[Verse 2-Memph]

Fuckin wit these records, I made all types of deals

Fuckin wit these wild dudes, i tote all types of steel

Fuckin wit these streets, Im in all types of beef

And now, that I'm on, i got all types of creeps

Movie stars, chickenheads, all types of freaks

Hydro, chocolate, all types of trees

Bentleys, widebodies, all types of v's

Yamaha's, snowmobiles, all types of skis

Know Bleek done it all, all types of things

Know the squad rock ice, all types of bling

And I learnt from the best, all types of vets

You know I throw it up, on all types of sets

And you know I hear it all, all types of hate

But Bleek benchpress all types of weight

When my shit drop, I'm gonna get all types of scans

And rap the logo on all types of vans, motherfucker

[Chorus 2x]

[Jay-Z]

Yea man, it's Young Hova

Coolin out, young Memph Bleek, you know?

Wha ya niggaz need man?, whacha do, wha ya 'vice man?

You smoke, drink, do dope man, got dat shit man

Wha'cha hoes wanna see us in, suv's, coupes, drops?

We got all dat shit man

Wha'cha like man, wha'cha u wanna see us in, five, ten bedrooms?

We sleep in twenty, we sleep in twenty, man

Wha'cha need, movie theaters, duplexes, triplexes, we got that man

Wha'cha wanna see us in, rocawear furs, holla man

Ma, what you wanna see us in?

[Girl Talking]

yo, you know what I need to see u in

I need to see you in some briefs

[music stops]

[Jay-Z]

Briefs!?

[singing]

No we don't do that..hahaha....holla!