Okay

(Ali)

St. Lunatics and we here now, we never give up

Swallowin Cris' 'til we spit up, put your shit up

'cause now

We navigatin, wood grain, hood slang, collaboratin

God over satan, no debatin, so I'm celebratin

This new life, off the block buyin stock

Divin off the dock in Bangkok, I used to slang rock

And it was so hard, but now the wallet sport a gold

card

Bitches goin nuts when the rims hit the boulevard

Hustle hard, the whole inside glowin

From the T.V.s, diamonds went from hard to see to 3-d

Double VD, bubble Lex with the CD

Puffin seaweed, I'm free, hit the slope and ski

DC to France, finance is too advanced

Wit' plans to 'cause a trance, money stands yellin

"romance!"

I never stop comin, gunnin, runnin and sunnin

With Cuda spinnin them hun'neds on hun'neds spinnin

and blunted

(Chorus - Ali) 2x

I'm like okaaaay, niggas brought they cars out

Thick broads out, all the stars out

We ain't been here two minutes, mami already yellin

"What a nigga gon' do with it, can we hop in the

Infinite?"

(Murphy Lee)

Five deep in a Yuko', we struggle by toes, we still

ghetto

Float St. Louis, fake insurance, with no petro

Nuts are heavy, Teddy Peddy tell 'em to let go

'Tics are ready, Kevin Law tell 'em I said so

I let go, sixteen out of sixty-four

And the forty-eight bars left'll have you keekin for

mo'

Women be like "who do y'all think y'all

are?"

I'm Mr. pull up in big trucks, I'm far from a star

'Cause I'm the sun, the reason why the day gon' come

One out of five reasons why they hatin on us

Tracks is like a gas tank, I fill 'em on up

And my shows is robbery style, they givin it up

I'm like a Michael Jackson concert, a milli' and up

And these haters are like a comedy, be buggin me up

They women treat me like cows, they be pullin my stuff

And to get that up outta me more, they be suckin me

off

(Chorus)

(Kyjuan)

Now you know Mo, I stay equipped with a zip

And the soles of my Air Force One's on e'ry trip

And on e'ry whip I choose those D's to roll

(What them niggas 'round the corner gon' start shit

for?)

When they know, oh, he keep a stash in the Nav'

Pop a half and take out your Ave. on my behalf

My whole staff love to laugh and count the money

On the couch, hands in our pants like Al Bundy

I love smoke ganjä, Monday to Monday

And e'ry other day a nigga fuckin with gun play

It's ok, since all the dogs out

All my broads out, doin they bump they ?? out

And we rollin, Henny holdin and blunt rollin

Money foldin, been in more rings than Hulk Hogan

It's official, Nelly Hummer clean as a whistle

You boys signed to Fo' Reel, you doin your thug

thizzle

(Chorus)

I'm like okaaaay