Song: Yeah That’s Us ~~ 2000 ~~ 4:26
Artist: Major Figgas
LP/CD: Figgas 4 Life ~~ Ruffnation ~~ 2000
Composers: A. Burbage~R. East~M. Allen~F. Nasir~B. Jones~T. Lovelace


Yeah, that’s us
Uh-huh (Uh-uh)
I think this the one here (Turn the beat up just a little bit)
Uh-huh (Absolutely)
Uh-uh
I like this here
Uh-huh

Yo’, who them playas makin’ money now (Yeah, that’s us)
Wrist glist when its sunny now (Yeah, that’s us)
Cristal at the bar now (Yeah, that’s us)
20 inches on a car now (Yeah, that’s us)

Well, who them playas most hated now (Yeah, that’s us)
Straight from the hood, but we made it now (Yeah, that’s us)
Plaques platinum plated now (Yeah, that’s us)
MF come on, baby, say it now (Yeah, that’s us)

Yo’, listen here, playboy, we gon’ get that dough
Face of the Cartier tic tac toe
Cat sayin, “Spade where you get that flow”
Smoke to the sky when I hit that dro
Three to the five as we skip that four
What you need to know where my crib at for
I know cats be on some slimy s***
And they be flyin’ in them whips we had in ‘96
And when Tone died it left my mind in a twist
Yeah, that’s us at the bar with the Don and the Cris’
And I promise you this, blow up, I’m gon’ do that
5 Coupe land on the lot, royal blue that
Real dog never drop soil where his food at
Don’t s*** where you eat
And don’t spit if you weak
New Benz drivers, kick matchin’ feet
Platinum on the chain, Alaskan in the piece
Yeah that’s us

Yo’, who them playas makin’ money now (Yeah, that’s us)
Wrist glist when its sunny now (Yeah, that’s us)
Cristal at the bar now (Yeah, that’s us)
20 inches on a car now (Yeah, that’s us)

Well, who them playas most hated now (Yeah, that’s us)
Straight from the hood, but we made it now (Yeah, that’s us)
Plaques platinum plated now (Yeah, that’s us)
MF come on, baby, say it now (Yeah, that’s us)

Smooth thug with the good hair
Mami wanna holler now
Oh he live
Mami wanna swallow now
And put the condom down
Nah, love, she love me when I’m smooth but
Hate me when I thug
She love me in them jewels, playa never been a scrub
She love me in the cream thing soft butter gut
She fiend to put the cream thing (Yeah, that’s us)
Went ruffle up the cream linen Prada, shh...what
The boot to the echo mar Prada, shh...what
Like 10 off the S5 nada, shh...what
Got hotter shh...what, playa (Yeah, that’s us)
You seen us down at St. Martin, playa (Yeah, that’s us)
Week at the Knicks at the Garden, playa (Yeah, that’s us)
We at the flicks with my squadron, playa (Yeah, that’s us)
6-Os after the margin, playa (Yeah, that’s us)
Two bricks hidden compartment cherry red truck

Who them playas makin’ money now (Yeah, that’s us)
Who wrist glist when its sunny now (Yeah, that’s us)
Cristal at the bar now (Yeah, that’s us)
20 inches on a car now (Yeah, that’s us)

Well, who them playas most hated now (Yeah, that’s us)
Straight from the hood, but we made it now (Yeah, that’s us)
Plaques platinum plated now (Yeah, that’s us)
MF come on, baby, say it now (Yeah, that’s us)

I look at us and look at y’all, a poor sight in velour nights
His limit is the Coors Light, that ain’t what the w****s like
They love Gillie’ I ain’t writin’ a check
Black out at the Phillies game, jewelry light up the Vet
Yeah, that’s us ballin’ in them cars and them jeeps
And that’s us if you ain’t seen your broad in a week
A young blue chip, too slick, move bricks, ooze spit
Two clips out the new 6, you won’t do s***
A lot of women, but I really like a few chicks
Vivrant things like Q-tip, playa, I do this
Cats know I smoke, so I ain’t got no lungs
And you cats wanna smoke, but y’all ain’t got no ones
All the thugs scream drama, ain’t got no guns
Ain’t satisfied till ya mama ain’t got no sons
Never messin’ with them chicks in them 501s
You best believe its icy if I own one, s***

Well, who them playas makin’ money now (Yeah, that’s us)
Wrist glist when its sunny now (Yeah, that’s us)
Cristal at the bar now (Yeah, that’s us)
20 inches on a car now (Yeah, that’s us)

Well, who them playas most hated now (Yeah, that’s us)
Straight from the hood, but we made it now (Yeah, that’s us)
Plaques platinum plated now (Yeah, that’s us)
MF come on, baby, say it now (Yeah, that’s us)

(Yeah, that’s us)
MF future of the rap game (Yeah, that’s us)
Yeah that’s us at the bar runnin’ the crowd (Yeah, that’s us)
Yeah, that’s us wearin’ watches you can’t even tell the time on (Yeah, that’s us)
That’s us (Yeah, that’s us)
If you lookin’ around and you wonder why it’s like this (Yeah, that’s us)
It’s ‘cause of us (Yeah, that’s us)
So either roll over or get rolled over, playboy (Yeah, that’s us)


Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: August 18, 2000

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