The Agreement - The Lox, Fetty Wap, Dyce Payne

I tell you that, oh

You know how my style is, oh

I put you on them diamonds, yeah

Real gangstas move in silence, shush

We don’t say a word, we just meet up

Still good with them birds if you need us

I’m hoping that the homie never leave us

Let’s just close the agreement

Better agree to some or die for nothing

Cause them guns is out, and the boys ain’t fronting

Rollie, chain, you gon' give up something

Them stick up kids, them niggas is hunting

You know what it is, you know I’m thug

Yeah I’ve been drinking, you know I’m drugged (no doubt)

You niggas with me?

You know they bugged

Throwing money up in this club

First you liked when I was on that shit

Then you fell in love with this dick

And you text like I make you sick

Bitch you forgot I can take my pick

Bitch you forgot that you not my chick

I’m famous baby, you don’t know my clique

Island hopping, we Vica popping

We smoking weed, them tops is dropping (D-Block)

You love that boy, you love that cash

I love those jeans, I love that ass (come here baby)

But my feet gon' stay in the cement, getting bent

Getting money, if you with me have to come to an agreement

I tell you that, oh

You know how my style is, oh

I put you on them diamonds, yeah

Real gangstas move in silence, shush

We don’t say a word, we just meet up

Still good with them birds if you need us

I’m hoping that the homie never leave us

Let’s just close the agreement

If you want that A1, you gon' need us

Cause I got more stripes than Adidas

Cause I was in the hood holding heaters

And, I was seeing birds before the Tweeters

And the plug called up, he had to meet us

If you love real niggas then you gon' need us (L-O-X)

But I be OT, and I’m sipping margaritas

Tell your girl jerk us off, only way to beat us

If they ask me, they should’ve killed you as a fetus

Your girl’s on an island and we got her sucking penis

Then she swallow semen, I put you on the cement

That was the agreement, you know I’m agreeing

I tell you that, oh

You know how my style is, oh

I put you on them diamonds, yeah

Real gangstas move in silence, shush

We don’t say a word, we just meet up

Still good with them birds if you need us

I’m hoping that the homie never leave us

Let’s just close the agreement

Good sweatsuit, pair Air Force

Don’t forget your ID for the airport (nah)

First time in first class, throw your shades on

I sip mimosa, play some Marvin Gaye songs (let's get it on)

A gentleman, that’s how the status came

When you land take the train straight to baggage claim

Temperature change, you feel the flame on it

A driver’s waiting with a sign with your name on it

Get ready for a long night

Get to the villa, shower, throw on something all white

Yeah, we gon' blow each others' minds

We gon' sip some more wine as long as we both sign…

… The agreement

I tell you that, oh

You know how my style is, oh

I put you on them diamonds, yeah

Real gangstas move in silence, shush

We don’t say a word, we just meet up

Still good with them birds if you need us

I’m hoping that the homie never leave us

Let’s just close the agreement