G-Unit - You Already Know lyrics

Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!

You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that won't spend a
Dollar on a ho
I'm still in here tryin to get
A model out the do'
High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road
Groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks
Shorty probably wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby from
The lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

I move like it's Po' Po'
Behind me, cocoa inside me
So cold and grimey
Fo' Fo' beside me, hoes know to find me
Wherever there's money


Yeah I'm the shit honey (WOO)
Hood nigga with the rubberband grip money
If I go broke I make you
And your man strip dummy yeah nigga
You don't want it with them their bigger
Cross us, your on somethin we bare niggas
Yeah nigga hair trigga, teflon, chest gone
G's up
Freeze up and you'll end up in your lawn
It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie
Burns more than Ziggy
Them lil' niggas dig me
I been stressed out lately
So I'm smokin more than ever
Dead smack in the hood good
Pokin out my leather
I'm a Good Fella, in a G-Unit hood sweater
If your bitch give me a sign I'm a get her

You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that won't spend a
Dollar on a ho
I'm still in here tryin to get
A model out the do'
High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road
Groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks
Shorty probably wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby from
The lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

Cause were always focused we move
Around with the toasters
Push the rock to the smokers
Warnin do not approach us
We in the club with the
Pokers steppin in Gucci Loafers
Stuntin in Testerossas
Stylin in front of vultures
Ma quickly to call us
Baddest bitches they know us
After the show they blow us
And do all type of shit for us
Now I can speak for me
Cause me everywhere I be
Niggas know I'm a G
Got it locked got the keys
We move from bundles to D sippin on Hennessy
Buck rollin the trees
Banks countin the cheese
We get the paper then breeze
Nigga we overseas
You stuck in the hood, aw that ain't good
Different town, different tour
Different telly, different whore
Triple X, wet sex, who's next, latex
Condom, condo, I'm tight my money long though
You lookin for a drink bitch I
Ain't what you lookin for

You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that won't spend a
Dollar on a ho
I'm still in here tryin to get
A model out the do'
High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road
Groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks
Shorty probably wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby from
The lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

I'm out on bond but the forty still on me
Bouncin 'round like Lil' Jon thinkin
'bout my dead homies
Watch I hit, need a lick
Ain't 'gon get me a brick
I keep on losin shootin dice and
I'm sick of this shit
Clientele still poppin so the
Junkies keep comin
And my neighbors is watchin but
We still gettin money
On this block till the sun drop
I don't have a home
I will not stop, sellin rocks
Thug till I'm gone
Got a couple old schools and
Some iced out jewels
Some G-Unit shoes, body full of tatooes
'Bout to stomp me a bitch
Put the pump to his lips
Tell him talk that shit, now y'all wanna trip
I keep it dirty on the East
Coast dirty on the West
Just a dirty lil' nigga with
A Glock and a vest
Banks tell me you don't like 'em and
You know what I'm a do nigga

You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that won't spend a
Dollar on a ho
I'm still in here tryin to get
A model out the do'
High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road
Groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks
Shorty probably wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby from
The lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go