Murda Beatz, Babyface Ray & Big Sean Hood Politics Lyrics

[Intro: Babyface Ray]
Pooh, you a fool for this
Yeah
Murda on the beat so it's not nice

[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
I'm washin' the Benz in the rain
They thinkin' I'm crazy, goin' insane
I turn up a bitch for a day
She thinkin' I saved her, really I play her
See, really you've been in the way
I turn to my nigga, we eatin' the same
Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major
Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major
I say, hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' up a—, yeah
Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keepin' it near, damn
[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
My nigga he told me I'm startin' to get lazy, really I'm losin' the passion
Really I'm tired of the actin'
Really I'm tirеd of these rappers
Whеn I went off on the cars, the clothes, I can't even hide it in traffic
God blessed me, I'm blessin' the family, now the crib big as a chapel
They catch me while mum is the world, I'm fightin' these cases like Apple
They told me I needed some fruit, I'm mixin' codeine with the Snapple
Cool like a spaceship, I take it to NASA, really relaxin'
60K today on fashion, I write it off on my taxes
I like my bitches ratchet, rich, pretty, nasty
Motor yellin', scratchin' off on Twitter, you ever get behind me
Money long as Wemby-ani
p*ssy good, it drip Dasani
Million cash race I'm at, it's hell I ever miss a dollar

[Chorus: Babyface Ray, Big Sean]
I'm washin' the Benz in the rain
They thinkin' I'm crazy, goin' insane ('Sane)
I turn up a bitch for a day
She thinkin' I saved her, really I play her (Boi, boi)
See, really you've been in the way
I turn to my nigga, we eatin' the same (God)
Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major (Let's go)
Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major (Boi)
I say, hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' up a—, yeah
Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keepin' it near, damn Let's go, let's go, boi, boi, don
Wait
[Verse 2: Big Sean]
How the f*ck?
She got a figure eight and I got eight figures, that's a great mixture
I get ten days of work done in one and still make it home for a late dinner at the round table
And I never kept nobody 'round me that I ain't made richer
Young Luke Skywalker, I'm goin' rogue
I live the life that you die for slow (Boi)
I done seen the Eiffel Tower glow (Boi, boi)
I done seen niggas lose power, go ghost (Boi, boi)
I done had hoes on the cover of Vogue (Boi, boi)
I done had ulterior motives exposed
And I'm sleepin' one eye closed
I don't give a f*ck if you alive or dead
Either way, nigga, I can't trust a soul and you on the right road if it's takin' its toll (Swerve)
Like my women classy, ratchet, flashy, trashy, f*ckin' nasty
High fashion, I'm the boss
I can't touch a ho that's tacky
Pooh, you a fool for this
Murda on the beat, so that's what I'ma do with this one
Surrounded by dogs, boy, don't make me sic one
Niggas want prove that they win some
Now they got hate in they heart and they sit in the cell where it stem from
I treat their neck like a kick drum
She got a body like big body Benz
So I hit every corner, I can't wait to bend some (Swerve, swerve, swerve)
[Chorus: Babyface Ray, Big Sean, Both]
I'm washin' the Benz in the rain
They thinkin' I'm crazy, goin' insane ('Sane)
I turn up a bitch for a day
She thinkin' I saved her, really I play her (Swerve)
See, really you've been in the way
I turn to my nigga, we eatin' the same
Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major (Let's go)
Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major (Boi, boi, boi)
I say hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' up a—, yeah
Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keepin' it near, damn

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