The Recession lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Can you please mothafuckin' rise
For the national mothafuckin' trap star anthem
Let's go

[Chorus x2]
Cause bitch I'm amazing', look what I'm blazin'
Eyes so low, yea I look like an Asian
Forever clubbin', forever thuggin'
Haters run they mouth, they ain't talkin' bout nothin'

[Verse 1]
Cause Bitch I'm amazin'
Closed door armour, lookin' like it's miller times

[Intro]
Yeah
Just call me young
My money grown doe, by the way
Ha ha, let's go
Ha ha ha, Young, you already know what time it is
Let's go

[Chorus]
Said I'm young by the way, the one by the way
I ain't trippin' I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way, the proof by the way
Mr. Front up on me know I'm gonna shoot by the way
I said it's on by the way, I'm in the zone by the way

Yeah
Cannon I see you Nigga (Cannon)
See Imma' start off so slow yeah i said so slow
They love me out in D.C. just like gogo
I said gogo yeah I said gogo
See 'em back with Don Cannon it's a gogo
See I want my song like Cocoa
I like to heat mine up like Cocoa
See dem 87 Jeans see the logo
Every time a day, count em' baby gogo

you know how the drought be everything slow

(what they want?)they want that killing shit
that dumb shit that where you from shit
that ride around you hood all day with your gun shit
all i got to my name is two bricks and one felony
your going back to jail thats what my country's keep on telling me
i really ain't buying all this bullshit they selling me
when the government throwing more curves than the letter C

[Spoken:]
This is the greatest show on earth
What's understood ain't gotta be said SIMPLE

[Sung:]
Don't Let em Down

[Spoken:]
I see you Zipo... I got ya homie

[Verse 1:]
No mo jose no mo rosie
They locked my dog up and that ain't ro-zay
All he wanted was the fame make it last forever
You get some ones I get some ones we make it rain together
I'm talkin Quabo dreams cristal fetishes

[Intro: Jeezy singing/talking]

And you know... (Chea)
And you know...

(Chea, get the money, get the money)

And you know... (Get the money, nothin' but the money)
And you know... (Bout the money, bout the money)
And you know... (Bout the money, bout the money)

(Young! Yeah, I see you nigga! Let's go!)

[Chorus]

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool

Young jeezy: "wuz up? u got a man?! what the f**k is that?!
u don't know who i is??! oh yeah.. well he aint got shit on me(HA-HA)

Ya nigga ain't seein me
i put that on everything
put that on everything
Put that on everything

Ya nigga ain't seein me
i put that on everything
put that on everything
Put that on everything

Ya nigga ain't seein me
i put that on everything
put that on everything

Cause I get allot of that(I get allot of that)
Put your hands in the air if you get allot of that(if you get allot of that)
I get allot of that
Put your hands in the air if you get allot of that

[Chorus:]
Let's talk about hate cause I get allot of that
Talk about money cause I get allot of that (I get allot of that,
I get allot of that, I get allot of that,) cause I get allot of that

[Verse 1]
I came so far from the bottom could'nt even see the top
just as soon as I feel the drought I'm whippen up every block
I'm a good god fearin man with a criminal mind state
ain't nobody gave a shit and that's why we grind weight
my grandma off in the church while I'm in the frigerater
in search of the baking soda right next to the mashed potatoes
she prayin for better days

[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be the realest shit you ever quote
Let's go!

[Hook: Young Jeezy}
My president is black, my Lambo's blue
And I'll be goddamned if my rims ain't too
My momma ain't at home, and daddy's still in jail
Tryna make a plate, anybody seen the scale?

[Intro]:
I put on...
I put on...
I put on...
I put on...
I put on for my city, on, on for my city
I put on for my city, on, on for my city
I put on for my city, on, on for my city
I put on for my city, on, on for my city

[Verse 1]:
When they see me up in traffic they say Jeezy on some other shit
Send them pussy niggas runnin straight back to the dealership

[Young Jeezy]
I put on...

The Recession on the way hey but on another note
Alot of soundin like Young tell 'em register to quote
See I rolled them back to back like I'm registered to smoke
Yea I got it on me now but I ain't registered to toke
I put on for my city and I bought a blue -ghini
Goddamnit just missed me, shoulda saw me shoulda seen me

Clear..
Yeah..
Ahaha..
Yeah its official
yeah..yeah yeah..
hey Ziggy i told them niggas(( oh Yah ))
They wouldnt believe me tho
I do this shit by the way

-Verse 1-Young Jeezy-

Its 3:45 She pulled up to my house
Grabbed my strap, Got the door
with a blunt in my mouth (haha)
Say im bout to put the smack down
You know ill put the smack down
and (??) put the smack down
She Park in the background

[Intro]
I got to...
Like that don't you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hahahaha
Yeah nigga, say I see you nigga
Turn me up a little bit

[Hook]
Said I'm stressed out, so tired
My days, so long
Said I'm stressed out, so tired
Got to, move on

[Chorus]
I need a vacation
I'm goin to Decatur where it's greater
See if I can stack me up some paper
I need a vacation
I'm goin to The Bluff where it's rough

[Intro]
Yeah, I told you niggas (Welcome Back)
I told ya'll I was gonna be back nigga (Welcome Back)
I wasn't gonna let you have it for long homie
Welcome Back

[Hook]
Guess who's back and he's shinin' on you niggas (Welcome Back)
Guess who's back and he's stuntin' on you hoes (Welcome Back)
Yeah I'm back and I'm shinin' on these niggas (Welcome Back)

[Intro]
I told ya'll niggas I was gonna come back hard man
You ain't heard this shit since thug motivation okay
Hey hey hey

[Verse 1]
Hoes ain't shit, the money ain't nothing
And if I nothing then it gotta be something
And if it ain't something then it gotta be nothing
And if he ain't showed the cash then he gotta be bluffin'
My dog hit me up, he said he gotta lick

[Shawty Red:]
Ya'll must have lost ya'll mind
(Shawty Red on the track)
They rapping like u... makin beats like me
(Shawty Red on the track)
Jeezy: jeezy trap all day
Trap all night
I count money all day
Money all night
Dope boy fresh
Nigga free my white
Play me if u want
Nigga u might die...

[Verse 1:]
Why he keep saying yea, I don't even kno!
I got court to tomorrow, I don't need to go