Parents should go out and play with their kids
'Cause we ain't no damn role models, real G's


Right there in between Florida and Mississippi
Mobile Alabama this is Rich Boy city
And the bricks get flipped 'cause we close to the water

If ya ain't gettin' ya dope from me, ^!$$%, ya oughta

I $#&@ed the mayor's daughter, he hate it when I call her

But I'm still ridin' 'round in that Beamer that he bought her
There she go now but I'm busy
Gettin' money on the other side of town


So I ain't a $#&@in' clan I'll split yo' wig
And I ain't got %#@! to do wit' yo' kids

Look, Rich Boy quit doin' hardcore %#@!
Lil' ^!$$%, $#&@ school, cop five mo' bricks


I see you ballin', yeah, what's up?
This is a mother$#&@in' stick up
We'll take yo' %#@! and think nothin' about it

We'll take yo' %#@! and think nothin' about it

I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah

Then lay down the whole place
We'll take yo' %#@! and think nothin' about it
We'll take yo' %#@! and think nothin' about it


Let me welcome you to my world, Chevy's and dirt roads
Cheap liquor, pimp ^!$$%s that work hoes

Big trucks, ^!$$%s gettin' they swerve on
Country ^!$$%s ain't slow, $#&@ what you heard, homes


Get a Swisher, lit it, switchin' on some killa %#@!
Poke out your chest, ball up ya fist, buddy, ya still a (*##$
My ^!$$%s ignorant, foolish bunch of belligerents

We hit the VIP, pullin' (*##$es and spillin' %#@!

So if it seem like I'm buzzin', I'm sholliz

$#&@in' wit' my country cousin and them, from Mobile
'Bama bred backwood, ^!$$%s, we so trill
Well, let the foot watch me and lil' Rich gettin' in hoes' ears


What it is? Damn right, we ain't a role model
Half pints to half a gallon, we drank the whole bottle

That's why them hoes holla, they know them 'bout a dollar
And they might get to ride Impala, if them (*##$es swa


I see you ballin', yeah, what's up?
This is a mother$#&@in' stick up
We'll take yo' %#@! and think nothin' about it

We'll take yo' %#@! and think nothin' about it

I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah

Then lay down the whole place
We'll take yo' %#@! and think nothin' about it
We'll take yo' %#@! and think nothin' about it


I see the kids wanna rap like me
'Cause ya see me wit' the (*##$es livin' life on TV

Around in my hood, boys fillin' graves up
^!$$%s talkin' that %#@!, see the Techs raise up


Hangin' wit' the convicts and my boy attitude
I was $#&@in' them the (*##$es in the back of the school
Can't you tell, mother$#&@er, I was raised by the streets?

$#&@ you studio gangstas, ^!$$%s reppin' on beats

My uncle doin' fed down in Talladega, (*##$

It ain't %#@! you can tell me about Lil' Rich
You better take ya lil' kids to the pastor
'Cause Rich Boy ain't a role model for them !@$(s


We ain't role models
(We be smokin')

We ain't role models
(We be drankin')

We ain't role models
(We be $#&@in' these hoes)

We ain't role models

I see you ballin', yeah, what's up?
This is a mother$#&@in' stick up
We'll take yo' %#@! and think nothin' about it

We'll take yo' %#@! and think nothin' about it

I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah
Then lay down the whole place
We'll take yo' %#@! and think nothin' about it

We'll take yo' %#@! and think nothin' about it