Kent Jones ft. Rick Ross - Bout That Lyrics

Ayy, I just wanna thank God
Ayy, for all the blessings
Ayy
Ayy, ayy

On my mama, on my hood (my hood)
I get high, I look good (look good)
Throw your bag and I keep that bitch full (bitch full)
All about mine and I got it out the mud
'Cause I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
I'm 'bout that
Bitch, I'm 'bout that
Bitch, I'm 'bout that

'Cause I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
Came straight from the bottom, nigga, we got that (got that)
We was hungry, now I watch all my niggas count racks (count racks)
For this life we live, on my mama, yeah, I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
I'm 'bout that
I'm 'bout that
'Bout that, 'bout that
Bitch, I'm 'bout that (yeah)

(Maybach Music)
Livin' like a movie, Eddie Murphy checks (uh)
Holyfield crib, Eddie Murphy next (uh)
Heavy diamonds on me in the turtle neck (turtle neck)
Tyler Perry cast known to murder, (?) I'm Robin Givens
It's time that we start to live it (uh)
Couple bottles and got us a pot to piss in (yeah)
Couple models in all the clubs to get in (ooh)
Collins Ave is partyin' 'til it's finished
Turn the block to holy ground, the choppas'll hold me down (hold me down)
Big boats, all white like Bobby Brown (grr)
Thick smoke, they smell it from out of bounds
West Coast, they mail it out by the pounds (the biggest)
Kent Jones, my nigga, gon' get his crown (gon' get this crown)
Big Combs, I pray that you're billin' now (Lord)
Double R, them bitches, they get aroused (ooh)
Twenty cars, young brother with ten accounts, I'm out

On my mama, on my hood (my hood, it's the biggest)
I get high, I look good (look good, M-Maybach Music)
Throw your bag and I keep that bitch full (bitch full)
All about mine and I got it out the mud
'Cause I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
I'm 'bout that
Bitch, I'm 'bout that
Bitch, I'm 'bout that

'Cause I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
Came straight from the bottom, nigga, we got that (got that)
We was hungry, now I watch all my niggas count racks (count racks)
For this life we live, on my mama, yeah, I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
I'm 'bout that
I'm 'bout that
'Bout that, 'bout that
Bitch, I'm 'bout that (yeah)

I remember all them days we couldn't eat proper (eat proper)
Ramen noodles on the stove, now we eatin' pasta (eatin' pasta)
Never hate on nobody, but don't wait on nobody
Firecrackers, I don't give a fuck, we in the streets poppin' (streets poppin')
We 'bout that
Everybody gon' take an M, but don't count that (yeah)
Write a blank reality check, and watch it bounce back (yeah)
We was strugglin', hungry livin' without racks
Don't know where me and my niggas would be without that
Applied his diploma, my man ain't gotta work no more
Couple M's with no degree, got my diploma
It broke my heart when I was on my dick, on couches at home
I wish a nigga would have the nerve to tell me, "Be humble"
I'm 'bout my son and his kids, kids, on God and his uncle
On my mama and everything I love, I'm proud of the struggle
Had to do it again just in case they thought I was lucky
From the bottom of the totem, and now we goin' global

On my mama, on my hood (my hood)
I get high, I look good (look good)
Throw your bag and I keep that bitch full (bitch full)
All about mine and I got it out the mud
'Cause I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
I'm 'bout that
Bitch, I'm 'bout that
Bitch, I'm 'bout that

'Cause I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
Came straight from the bottom, nigga, we got that (got that)
We was hungry, now I watch all my niggas count racks (count racks)
For this life we live, on my mama, yeah, I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
I'm 'bout that
I'm 'bout that
'Bout that, 'bout that
Bitch, I'm 'bout that