Green Light Go - Swizz Beatz, Jim Jones

And every summer buy the newest drop

Popping bottles, taking super models to the block

If it ain’t fat, put two up in the back

Alligator strapped, why you do it like that?

Pour so many bottles I’mma need another section

Blowers on the shoes, but the feet was P.M.S.ing

Bad rap bone, valentino clutches

V-12 automatic Lamborghini clutches

Party all night and we duck the morning

It’s vampire life, nigga, fuck the morning

Leaving out the club, jump in the foreign

Then we valet the car leaving with the tourin'

Got whip all clean and top off too

Tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?

Got shorty in the club and her girlfriends too

Tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?

Green light go, green light go

Green light go, green light go, green light go

I got all this money and nothing to do

Tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?

We ain’t worried about no petty threats

Big jewelry on nigga making heavy bets

We got the bank stop and whatevers left

I hit esage back, but he never left

One thing about beef, man, it never rests

Catch you in the street and put your head to rest

Matter fact it’s double R’s in my head rest

Get money, BIG said it best

Snatchin (?) put the (?) on her

Blow her brains out like I put the fifth on her

Should be a crime the way I catch them bodies

Now I take her down for a sexy hottie

We got loomy in the club with his fake ass crew

Damn, tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do

Green light go, green light go

Green light go, green light go

From millionaires, fellas too

I’m on like the Cardier Bell on Blu

Listen clear what Im tellin' you

I make the roof disappear when I’m bailin' through

Two shots, that’s a bad attempt

Circle around your block paper tag tents

Spend a couple hundred when I had to vent

Dealer didn’t have it then I had to sin

Chanel bags cost six large

Pretty women hopping outta big cars

500 horses with the Ferrari sounds

And I solemnly swear I will never tell