Celebrate - Kutt Calhoun

My niggas goin' in, time to celebrate

All we do is win, so we celebrate

Police is on the way cause we celebrate

We do this everyday when we celebrate

Diamonds off of my jewels

Shoes matching my range

Ridin' round with that Nina

Rick James in my veins

You ain’t all in your toss

You ain’t stackin' no chips

You ain’t spendin' no money mane

You ain’t rockin' like this

Hand on the bottle, I’m wide asleep

Then lost the bitches, can’t find my keys

The place is empty, smell like a lot of weed

But that’s what happens when niggas be on their Charlie Sheen

Spade bottles, drink moscato I hate models, it’s hood bitches

Back woods and moly poppin', addicted to this hood livin'

Gold teeth, gold chains that magnum rappers so gold mane

If being black with money is the tracks then I’m the soul train

Ridin' round and I’m gettin' it, on my dime Cornelius nigga

Ain’t no head in my pack, me and my niggas all on this splendid

Hit them mall, lead em all, go get cases of liquor

Phone a couple of bitches, then we gon' get explicit

My niggas goin' in, time to celebrate

I’m known in the MO and I got hell to pay

But this molly kickin' in and it’s hella stray

I swear to God it feels like I can levitate

Out my body, KC Tea’s that’s Hennessy with that sprite nigga

Lemon squeeze, nigga please, I’ve been off all nights nigga

Five racks of that liquor, ten racks of that 'caine

That’s fifteen racks of two things, got five more till they came

All my niggas got felonies, nobody square in my camp

But everybody celebrities that street credit is on Namp

Fly whips, fly chips it’s G4 you tripms

Pussy, weed and alcohol these ghetto boys so menage

Cool in the game when we celebrate

Doing my thing in the «show me» state

Having my change and I know you hate

That’s how I’ll be feeding off y’all for motivation

So when you see me, you know I’m a star

No more struggle, that’s on my momma

Everyday throughtout the week I got a different car

I said «Everyday throughtout the week I got a different car»

Gettin' paper like kinko’s, Black Gold at its best nigga

Stacking money like a bricks fold

Got steep pockets on deck, nigga

So when you see me — bow your head

Cause it’s royalty in the flesh nigga

Kutt Calhoun, MVP now where the fuck is my check nigga?