Lyrics High Definition 3D by Lil B

(This motherf**kin' Gyft from Potent, yeah)
(No handouts, only gifts)
I'm like Michael, you like T**o
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah

I'm like Michael, you like T**o
I get pu**y like a free throw
I get cheese like a Cheeto
You love that girl, she with me though
By the water, palm trees
I got codeine plus weed
I got pills, what you need?
LSD, she horny
Ain't 'bout no money, don't call me
Gallery jeans fit on me
Look at my clothes, Italy
Adopted kids, y'all sons to me
She chill with me, don't wanna leave
Like I'm Moses, partin' seas
I'm that n***a, pardon me
Flip, come back, frisbee
Oh, oh
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
Oh, oh
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
Oh, oh
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
Oh, oh
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
Oh, oh
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
Oh, oh
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
Back bender, rack spender
Shakin' her a** in the winter
Cashin' out on all these b*t*hes
It's my life, it's my business
Based God, you can f**k my b*t*hes (Swag, swag, ooh, okay)
For real
I got so many hoes in the field (Swag)
Poppin' rubber bands, I ain't poppin' no pills
Marino Infantry, that's a real big deal
East coast, west coast, cliqued up for real
Thank you, Based God, please tell me how you feel
Might wipe your nose if it get too real
I'ma buy pu**y whenever I feel
I'm so sick, ew
I might slime his a** for real
Your b*t*h suck my d**k, ew

Oh, oh
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
Oh, oh
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
Oh, oh
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
Oh, oh
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
Oh, oh
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
Oh, oh
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
I gotta get the dough
Now, I see you got yourself a little business going on, that's good, that's good
You make that paper
And when you making paper, you gotta learn some rules to go with it
You gotta learn the difference between guns and b***er
Cuz
There are two type of n***as in this world, the n***as with guns and n***as with b***er
Now, what are the guns?
The guns, that's the real estate
The stocks and bonds
Artwork, you know, sh*t that appreciates with value
What's the b***er?
Cars, clothes, jewelry, all that other bullsh*t that don't mean sh*t after you buy it
That's what it's all about, guns and b***er, baby
You little dumb motherf**kers