Текст песни Say Ya Grace - Test

Woah
Hold up, you know what we doin
Straight up
(Big Test)
Big Test nigga not the lil one nigga
Get this shit correct Nigga
Stop playing

Dealy in the cut, he got his feet up (feet up)
Bitches pulling up, they want the re-up (re-up)
All My hoes got Esta's & Visa's
Bitches clearing immigration like I need ya

How is he the one
They like, how is he the one
Bitch I keep it 500 degrees, Just like I'm Cita's son
They said the bag is there
I'm like oh where, yeah I need to come
Who wants to be a millionaire
I'm feeling like I'm Regis huh?
Straight up out the trenches with it 737 jet
Straight up out the mentions with it
Now I got your bitch In check
Niggas tried to block a way
I ain't even break a sweat
All this shit paid for
I ain't even break the check
Diddy's in the carry on
And they in the checked luggage
I can put your Nigga on
And I get respect from it
And I get my shit jumping
And I get the block pumping
And I get the crowd loud
And I get ya bitch something
If that pussy really good scream Hello
Oh you pay ya bills on ya own scream Hello
See I like girls, that like girls
That get money bitch
She raise the roof, And pay for everything up under it

Hold up
Bitch it's me
Hold up
Bitch it's we
Hold up
Who is that
Hold up
Bands free
Yeah you know that eagle stepping in the place wit me
You know I bless it all the time
Say ya grace with me

Walk up in the sp...
Walk up in the spot I know they see us
Cut them niggas off, but still they need us
Big loads, truck loads just to re-up
Been fucking hoes in the back of these foreigns
Just pull the seat up
Presidential Test I see they biting
If I ain't fuck them hoes,
He fucked them hoes, that shit exciting
Bout a half of mill in diamonds
It's alone when we sliding
But on the money moves
Once them packs touchdown
That shit exciting
Can't lay up
Had to get my weight up
Been had swag before the money I got ate up
Road trips couldn't make up
Now we flying with it straight up
Send that product to the East
Then we tearing every state up
Body for a body on my side to get your rank up
Till I went and got some paper
Motivated to fill the safe up
Body on my thottys, love my thottys
With no makeup
Tell my hoes to get some paper
Ain't no champagne showers
We pouring drank up

Hold up
Bitch it's me
Hold up
Bitch it's we
Hold up
Who is that
Hold up
Bands free
Yeah you know that eagle stepping in the place wit me
You know I bless it all the time
Say ya grace with me