Artist: Ace Hood f/ ScHoolboy Q Album: Body Bag 4 (Mixtape) Song: That Part Typed by: AZ Lyrics [ScHoolboy Q] Me no conversate with the fake, that part All my bitches independent bitches, that part I just want the paper, that part All my bitches flavored That part, that part, that part, that part [Ace Hood] Meantime, in between time, I'm King Kong in the phenom Bomb like a napalm, don't give a fuck if niggas hate mine Got faith, gotta keep calm never had a weak mind Niggas snakes like a python, catch you playing with my life line Glock might FaceTime I'm in the building nigga what they do I got the Wraith painted neon blue, who I thought they knew? Chain cold like the freon do, I'm too blessed gotta say ah-choo Execute my moves, God with me I just can not lose, be legendary like the Moulin Rouge You niggas better than who? LOL nigga that part Got a shorty super thick who tryna ride me like a NASCAR Baby got back she a camel, playing with the dick like a banjo Everybody know I got the antidote, let my nuts hang like a cantaloupe That part nigga that part, no I ball like LeBron niggas better check the stat charts Hazard gotta smoke herb, I'm star like the Converse, wild at the concert F me then its F you too, 488 Ferrari zoom Them dead presidents in Nino tomb The safe filled I'm a need more rooms Somebody free Lil Tune, he the greatest when it come to the booth Give credit this is evident proof, 14 I was mimicking you And I feel like I'm the best lil nigga 'cause the flows way sicker and I think I got the remedy too God gave me the juice, kept faith all praises due So I'm thankful I made it through [ScHoolboy Q] Me no conversate with the fake, that part All my bitches independent bitches, that part I just want the paper, that part All my bitches flavored That part, that part, that part, that part Ayy! That part Bang this shit in the hood one time Lil bitch I'm back and poppin' Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options Broke? Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit Few million made and still ain't changed... that part Me, my girl got matchin' bling... that part I'm a get so blowed, I'm a lose my brain... that part Me and XO only thing go straight Need me a bitch that'll go both ways Style on top of style, nigga Since a youngin' I wanted to ball, nigga Had a pistol in my drawls, nigga When I was broke, I had to sauce, nigga Got a Chevy with side to side on it Hundred spokes, the dana danes on it Got a chopper that stand at 5'2" I put your homies down beside you Me no conversate with the fake, that part All my bitches independent bitches, that part I just want the paper, that part All my bitches flavored That part, that part, that part, that part Ayy! That part That part That part [Outro] Walkin' livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe (That part) I just dropped 60, man I feel like Kobe Lamar was with me, man I feel like Kobe Pippen at my weddin', man I feel like Jordan Trippin' at my weddin', I be raaa-uh-ayy Ain't say shit, nigga You was listenin' close though You was listenin' to hoes though You wouldn't listen to the flow though Listen to the 'Go Listen to a young nigga from the 'Go though I'm a freestyle this mothafucka, who knew? When I'm with my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q And uh, Top Dawg, call Top Dawg Get that nigga on the phone Top Dawg on the phone! Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy! Hah!