Love My Style

These hoes don't love me, they love my

BenzLove my rims, love my style

These fiends don't love me, they love my coke

Love my ****, love my ink

These haters don't love me, it don't matter to me

I stay hater free 'cos

I'mma down ass

G'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make cents

If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents

I'm in town dog,

Mexican brown dog

I'm signed to interscope,

I'm grims a

C-note500 cokily add to a kilo

ID rather be rich, than snitch ****** out cold

My crack in sinthostat, drummers with hunny hats

My ****** from

D.R., switch 'em with bigger stash

Movin' my work, jus' for some boots 'n' a skirt

I was loose but she complainin' it hurt

Ice skatin' on ice,

I got these crack heads, scrapin' the mic

Late at night, ****** be shakin' her dice

Runnin' from feds, like

I had Jerry rice legs'

Cos the **** and the rice come from pac and them plant eggs

It's the top shotter that rocked prada

That rhymed proper

In high school

I had ex in my gym locker

Locker, locker, locker

These hoes don't love me, they love my

BenzLove my rims, love my style

These fiends don't love me, they love my coke

Love my ****, love my ink

These haters don't love me, it don't matter to me

I stay hater free 'cos

I'mma down ass

G'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make cents

If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents

I'm a sneaker addict, drug fanatic

I live lavish, got more carots, that bunny rabbits

I plant 'Marry

I', courtyard groupie's lurkin'

An them ******s wit no ****** is always jerkin'

An ******s handcuff hoes like female cops

I got ma wrists all froze, so the

COs dropAyo 'em drink

Malibu, dre drink henny

Banks drink

Baileys and buck drink remi

I'm on the 7 a glock like,

I'm still smellin' musty

Leavin' Barcelona for some

Argentina ******

Ye man G-Unit stunts it ain't nothin'

Million dollar deals 'cos our fans dare hustle

I stay stuntin', my glock stay pumpin'58-58,

I got my cell phone jumpin'

T O N Y the talk of

New YorkBlowin' dro in the 6, on the way to court

These hoes don't love me, they love my

BenzLove my rims, love my style

These fiends don't love me, they love my coke

Love my ****, love my ink

These haters don't love me, it don't matter to me

I stay hater free 'cos

I'mma down ass

G'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make cents

If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents

You in the

CBA, I'm in the

NBAIt's the rap

T-Mac, I stay with a gat

Click clack,

I sit back 'n' watch my soldiers attack

Ya rhymes a snitches, homie

I'm dealin' with fact

Keep my car out the sun so the paint wont fade'

N' if my jewels don't ******ne it's time to upgrade

I'mma ball till

I fall, ******s can't ruin me

From platinum plaques, wall to wall jewelery

I love my style, hoes scream my name

It's Tony

Yayo, a cats scowl in the game

See ******s wanna kill me like sindy in scream

But I pack the

Mac-Nilly wit a inferred beam

Ayo I'm on daily like

Freddy in the dream'

N' my chains so heavy, it spotted to my spleen

You front on my team, ma ******s will finish you

Automatic tray pound will ******' diminish you

These hoes don't love me, they love my

BenzLove my rims, love my style

These fiends don't love me, they love my coke

Love my ****, love my ink

These haters don't love me, it don't matter to me

I stay hater free 'cos

I'mma down ass

G'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make cents

If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents