Dead Or Alive - Young Jeezy

They want it, I got it, damn right I’ma flaunt it

Do anything you want, just don’t get up on it

Them O.G.'s raised, you know them streets made me

Equipped with the gator, drive these young bitches crazy

Baby that’s crazy, more like a straight jacket

We stack it all up, and then we Greenbay pack it

Never in ya life seen this many rubber bands

Never in ya life seen this many hundred grands

Now dippin' in the paint, you ain’t seen this money man

The soul I would assume, but you was in the room

Money so dirty gotta sweep it with a broom

Plus you got 'em Jigga trickin' early afternoon

Go hard on my liver, feel sorry for my bladder

I stop when I die, bitch it don’t even matter

Dead or alive, I’m in ya top five

Even ask ya hoe, bet I’m in ya bitch ride

Everybody be cool, I ain’t tryna make a scene

First new Camaro that the city’s ever seen

And that bitch clean, and that bitch runnin'

I ain’t got a bitch so I treat her like my woman

I tell her slow down, now baby speed up

Gon' show ya ass, let them haters see us

Red, white and blue stones, yeah the chain’s like hey

South by say, I gave my jeweler one-eighty

My folks get it in like the Coast Guard lay

That’s why my crib lookin' like a postcard baby

Tell 'em what you think of me, so far lady

Clip so long it need a chauffeur baby

Go hard on my liver, feel sorry for my bladder

I stop when I die, bitch it don’t even matter

Dead or alive, I’m in ya top five

Even ask ya hoe, bet I’m in ya bitch ride

Everybody be cool, I ain’t tryna make a scene

First new Camaro that the city’s ever seen

And that bitch clean, and that bitch runnin'

I ain’t got a bitch so I treat her like my woman

I tell her slow down, now baby speed up

Gon' show ya ass, let them haters see us

Red, white and blue stones, yeah the chain’s like hey

South by say, I gave my jeweler one-eighty

My folks get it in like the Coast Guard lay