Jeezy - Me OK lyrics

First to tell you motherfucker "Trap or die"
That's me OK?
Mister Whip-a-knot-and-get-a half-a-pie
That's me, oK?
Mister If-I'm talkin' you-should-listen
Game is free, oK?
Mister Got-two-whole-ones-and-two half-ones
Yeah, that's three
OK? Leave up out of here with two
Bad ones, yeah, that's me, oK?
Mister Rein'-up-with-'bout-two-phantoms
Yeah, that's me
OK?
On that Avion to the head, hey but me, OK?
Never put a bitch before my
Bread, hey that me, oK?

I'm a fool on that Avion
Snow be on that liquor
Approach me if you want to
I will smoke you like a Swisha


You know my game tizight
You know that's off tizzop
Presidential Day-Date
Looking like two blocks
Chain on 2Pac when he was on Death Row
All black glizzock, that 40 say leggo
All my niggas is 'bout it
All my bitches is wit' it
One call, that's all
Choppers pay him a visit
Real nigga fo' sho', got a fetish for dough
34 a unit, nine hundred a O
I break 'em down into zips
That's a hell of a flip
Had 'em, now they gone
Guess who takin' a trip

First to tell you motherfucker "Trap or die"
That's me OK?
Mister Whip-a-knot-and-get-a half-a-pie
That's me, oK?
Mister If-I'm talkin' you-should-listen
Game is free, oK?
Mister Got-two-whole-ones-and-two half-ones
Yeah, that's three
OK? Leave up out of here with two
Bad ones, yeah, that's me, oK?
Mister Rein'-up-with-'bout-two-phantoms
Yeah, that's me
OK?
On that Avion to the head, hey but me, OK?
Never put a bitch before my
Bread, hey that me, oK?

When LA reid was in office
Made some history up in Def Jam
If Jizzle ain't droppin', nigga
What the fuck is Def Jam?
I know you heard how your
Boy bossed up at Atlantic boss shit
Might just drop my next album on Atlantic
I really hope you bitches ready
Vice prezzy and this presi
Got some shit off in my bezzy
(so what ya sayin'?) , my wrist is heavy
All white, penthouse, yeah
Like the one on Belly
With a brown skin thang, swear to God
She look like Kelly
Two door Rolls is how I'm rollin'
Plus you know a nigga totin'
Keep that street nigga paper, rubber band it
It ain't foldin'
First the XXL, read about me in the Forbes
That's a long way from trappin'
In that 4 door Accord, wassup?

First to tell you motherfucker "Trap or die"
That's me OK?
Mister Whip-a-knot-and-get-a half-a-pie
That's me, oK?
Mister If-I'm talkin' you-should-listen
Game is free, oK?
Mister Got-two-whole-ones-and-two half-ones
Yeah, that's three
OK? Leave up out of here with two
Bad ones, yeah, that's me, oK?
Mister Rein'-up-with-'bout-two-phantoms
Yeah, that's me
OK?
On that Avion to the head, hey but me, OK?
Never put a bitch before my
Bread, hey that me, oK?

Snow can eyeball a seven, yeah
You best believe without the scale
I just want the mansions
And the riches, yeah, without the jail
You can call me postman
Don't go nowhere without some mail
In and out in twenty minutes
You best believe I'm makin' bail
Who put you on designer watches
Put you on designer frames
Had you cashin' out, payin' for
You can't pronounce the name
Had that Murcielago
It was green like margaritas
I sold yayo, I sold albums
Might as well sell some tequila
Dropped so many Lambos
Thought I was a Lam ambassador
Dropped so many Rollies
Niggas thought I owned a Rollie store
Snow, it's been a while, yeah
You know them streets missed you
I don't eat, sleep
Or shit without my mothafuckin' pistol

First to tell you motherfucker "Trap or die"
That's me OK?
Mister Whip-a-knot-and-get-a half-a-pie
That's me, oK?
Mister If-I'm talkin' you-should-listen
Game is free, oK?
Mister Got-two-whole-ones-and-two half-ones
Yeah, that's three
OK? Leave up out of here with two
Bad ones, yeah, that's me, oK?
Mister Rein'-up-with-'bout-two-phantoms
Yeah, that's me
OK?
On that Avion to the head, hey but me, OK?
Never put a bitch before my
Bread, hey that me, oK?