Jacquees, Birdman, King Issa - Greatest Ones lyrics
Jacquees [Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax]
[Jacquees, Birdman, King Issa - Greatest Ones lyrics]
Yeah, yeah super Iz
Got D-Roc on beats
Another one, we on another one
I swear that my brother like my mother's son
Ashes to ashes, that's the dust, nigga
At the end of the day, all we had was us
Nigga
Right from Decatur, it's the greater one
Nazareth like the Creator’s son
From the bottom, we done made it up
Man, I swear I couldn't've made this up
Got a lil' bitch that be dancin'
I done left her 'lone
But she still harrassin’
She know I'ma do her wrong, no romancing
And I only want the Benjamin Franklins
Thank you walk up in the bank like, "Hey
It’s nice to meet you"
I don't tell her nothin' 'cause
I’m what she wanna hear
You know I can bless ya
Don't let 'em finesse ya
You ain't nothin' special
Can't treat you like you special
I could teach you like professor
I could read you like a test
I could please you to
Your best, satisfaction, yes
I'm smokin'
Gettin' high like I got cataracts in my eye
314, all my niggas splittin' that pie, haha
Another one, we on another one
I swear that my brother like my mother's son
Ashes to ashes, that's the dust, nigga
At the end of the day, all we had was us
Nigga
Right from Decatur, it's the greater one
Nazareth like the Creator's son
From the bottom, we done made it up
Man, I swear I couldn't've made this up
Stunna, yeah
For real, let's get it D-Roc, out the pound
A hundred ones with a hundred drums
Supermodels with a hundred funds
Extra clips, we do it once
Super Bowl with the bass drum
Simple money so they know we won
We mop the turf for the dead ones
We came through and we stuntin' for 'em
Alligator with a hundred bonds
The woodgrain got the cherry fronts
I been a stunner, bitch, I got the number
Pull up on you, bitch, another number
Another one, we on another one
I swear that my brother like my mother's son
Ashes to ashes, that's the dust, nigga
At the end of the day, all we had was us
Nigga
Right from Decatur, it's the greater one
Nazareth like the Creator's son
From the bottom, we done made it up
Man, I swear I couldn't've made this up
Walkin' with a hundred thousand
I buy anything I want, bitch
I ain't browsin'
Yeah, we been movin' up the mountain
Water fountain
Jewelry wetter than a fountain
Mmh, this for them niggas that was doubtin'
I'm havin' extras
I can give your bitch allowance
Don't wanna play with my gang
We was down before fame
I was drippin' way before this shit blew
FYB, I got a stain
We was switchin' up the name
Lil' nigga, Big Ed, and Shaquille shoes
Don't fuck with me right now
I'm on chill mood
Make a wrong move, they'll kill you
Another one, we on another one
I swear that my brother like my mother's son
Ashes to ashes, that's the dust, nigga
At the end of the day, all we had was us
Nigga
Right from Decatur, it's the greater one
Nazareth like the Creator's son
From the bottom, we done made it up
Man, I swear I couldn't've made this up
Got D-Roc on beats
Another one, we on another one
I swear that my brother like my mother's son
Ashes to ashes, that's the dust, nigga
At the end of the day, all we had was us
Nigga
Right from Decatur, it's the greater one
Nazareth like the Creator’s son
From the bottom, we done made it up
Man, I swear I couldn't've made this up
Got a lil' bitch that be dancin'
I done left her 'lone
But she still harrassin’
She know I'ma do her wrong, no romancing
And I only want the Benjamin Franklins
Thank you walk up in the bank like, "Hey
It’s nice to meet you"
I don't tell her nothin' 'cause
I’m what she wanna hear
You know I can bless ya
Don't let 'em finesse ya
You ain't nothin' special
Can't treat you like you special
I could teach you like professor
I could read you like a test
I could please you to
Your best, satisfaction, yes
I'm smokin'
Gettin' high like I got cataracts in my eye
314, all my niggas splittin' that pie, haha
Another one, we on another one
I swear that my brother like my mother's son
Ashes to ashes, that's the dust, nigga
At the end of the day, all we had was us
Nigga
Right from Decatur, it's the greater one
Nazareth like the Creator's son
From the bottom, we done made it up
Man, I swear I couldn't've made this up
Stunna, yeah
For real, let's get it D-Roc, out the pound
A hundred ones with a hundred drums
Supermodels with a hundred funds
Extra clips, we do it once
Super Bowl with the bass drum
Simple money so they know we won
We mop the turf for the dead ones
We came through and we stuntin' for 'em
Alligator with a hundred bonds
The woodgrain got the cherry fronts
I been a stunner, bitch, I got the number
Pull up on you, bitch, another number
Another one, we on another one
I swear that my brother like my mother's son
Ashes to ashes, that's the dust, nigga
At the end of the day, all we had was us
Nigga
Right from Decatur, it's the greater one
Nazareth like the Creator's son
From the bottom, we done made it up
Man, I swear I couldn't've made this up
Walkin' with a hundred thousand
I buy anything I want, bitch
I ain't browsin'
Yeah, we been movin' up the mountain
Water fountain
Jewelry wetter than a fountain
Mmh, this for them niggas that was doubtin'
I'm havin' extras
I can give your bitch allowance
Don't wanna play with my gang
We was down before fame
I was drippin' way before this shit blew
FYB, I got a stain
We was switchin' up the name
Lil' nigga, Big Ed, and Shaquille shoes
Don't fuck with me right now
I'm on chill mood
Make a wrong move, they'll kill you
Another one, we on another one
I swear that my brother like my mother's son
Ashes to ashes, that's the dust, nigga
At the end of the day, all we had was us
Nigga
Right from Decatur, it's the greater one
Nazareth like the Creator's son
From the bottom, we done made it up
Man, I swear I couldn't've made this up