The Motto Remix Lyrics

Couple hundred grand
Screamin hallelujah
Where my iphone
Bout to call up the jeweler
spend a couple racks just to make my neck cooler
young gettin money bout to say young mullah
show meek milli got a girl from south philly
but she started callin when she found that i had a dealli
im like really you just want me cuz im worth a milli
funny how the money got the honeys actin so silly
thats how it is
is that really how it is
cuz the money in my pocket color dat my eyes is
money callin up my phone
im like when and weere
no fear
run across the street blind like a deer
and u better watch your dear
cuz i might be somewhere near
FYI this is FYB
singin FYB till the day that i dea
i be cuffin girls you niggas wont f bea
we'll b seein trillionaire at the cribo
only youngins round the hood in a limo
we be up all night all night jay leno
and i swear that i've been doinit since i was a little kiddo
thats how ya feel how ya feel how ya feel
worth 25 mill i aint 25 still like u gotta b killin me
how you be rappin so ill
i just let the beat tell me how i feel
young nigga waz up

F for the freshest niggas on top
Y for the youngest niggas on top
Bfor yall boys who tryna be me
i gotta new whip now im gone like a genie
i i feel like im the man
put our 1s up
show you in our plans
got guap in our pockets
forget a hater
last words your girl said see ya later F.Y.B - The Motto Remix - http://motolyrics.com/fyb/the-motto-remix-lyrics.html
see ya later see ya later like every day
we walk up in the club we dont gotta pay
girls wanna chase they say we runnin it
like a foot race
but we gonna win
its time to start a trend oh lets do it boy
my crew ha and yours a decoy
i dont do drugs cuz my bar is dope
i treat ya girl good im an antidote

we dont need promo
cuz they already know tho
they know what it is when they see that finger logo
and we party ay day ay day ay day
like a grouchie old man boy we dont really play
ay day ay day we do what anybody say
cant see 'em cuz the shades and the way young nigga whats up

C Ra true religion jeans on
bout to rock ya crossed yp chris paw
you a funny lilttle nigga he haw
if you dont know FYB thats what we are
if your lookin for me find me in the DR
Dominican Republic with a bad yellow bone
ughh and the kush in the air
my favorite letter the letter that come after L
money everywhere like a paintball fair
im a real lennord nigga
30 on my wrist got my wrist lookin retarded
everywhere i go im the life of da party
pre berstilla and im doin numbers like a lunch line
2 hands up nigga like a touchdown
and ya girl always know when i touch down
C Trillionaire whats up

we dont need promo
cuz they already know tho
they know what it is when they see that finger logo
and we party ay day ay day ay day
like a grouchie old man boy we dont really play
ay day ay day we do what anybody say
cant see 'em cuz the shades and the way young nigga whats up