That Part lyrics - Ace Hood

[ScHoolboy Q:]

Me no conversate with the fake, that part

All my bitches independent bitches, that part

I just want the paper, that part

All my bitches flavored

That part, that part, that part, that part

[Ace Hood:]

Meantime, in between time, I'm King Kong in the phenom

Bomb like a napalm, don't give a fuck if niggas hate mine

Got faith, gotta keep calm never had a weak mind

Niggas snakes like a python, catch you playing with my life line Glock might FaceTime

I'm in the building nigga what they do

I got the Wraith painted neon blue, who I thought they knew?

Chain cold like the freon do, I'm too blessed gotta say ah-choo

Execute my moves, God with me I just can not lose, be legendary like the Moulin Rouge

You niggas better than who? LOL nigga that part

Got a shorty super thick who tryna ride me like a NASCAR

Baby got back she a camel, playing with the dick like a banjo

Everybody know I got the antidote, let my nuts hang like a cantaloupe

That part nigga that part, no I ball like LeBron niggas better check the stat charts

Hazard gotta smoke herb, I'm star like the Converse, wild at the concert

F me then its F you too, 488 Ferrari zoom

Them dead presidents in Nino tomb

The safe filled I'm a need more rooms

Somebody free Lil Tune, he the greatest when it come to the booth

Give credit this is evident proof, 14 I was mimicking you

And I feel like I'm the best lil nigga 'cause the flows way sicker and I think I got the remedy too

God gave me the juice, kept faith all praises due

So I'm thankful I made it through

[ScHoolboy Q:]

Me no conversate with the fake, that part

All my bitches independent bitches, that part

I just want the paper, that part

All my bitches flavored

That part, that part, that part, that part

Ayy! That part

Bang this shit in the hood one time

Lil bitch I'm back and poppin'

Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options

Broke? Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit

Few million made and still ain't changed... that part

Me, my girl got matchin' bling... that part

I'm a get so blowed, I'm a lose my brain... that part

Me and XO only thing go straight

Need me a bitch that'll go both ways

Style on top of style, nigga

Since a youngin' I wanted to ball, nigga

Had a pistol in my drawls, nigga

When I was broke, I had to sauce, nigga

Got a Chevy with side to side on it

Hundred spokes, the dana danes on it

Got a chopper that stand at 5'2"

I put your homies down beside you

Me no conversate with the fake, that part

All my bitches independent bitches, that part

I just want the paper, that part

All my bitches flavored

That part, that part, that part, that part

Ayy! That part

That part

That part

[Kanye West:]

Walkin' livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe (That part)

I just dropped 60, man I feel like Kobe

Lamar was with me, man I feel like Kobe

Pippen at my weddin', man I feel like Jordan

Trippin' at my weddin', I be raaa-uh-ayy

Ain't say shit, nigga

You was listenin' close though

You was listenin' to hoes though

You wouldn't listen to the flow though

Listen to the 'Go

Listen to a young nigga from the 'Go though

I'm a freestyle this mothafucka, who knew?

When I'm with my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q

And uh, Top Dawg, call Top Dawg

Get that nigga on the phone

Top Dawg on the phone!

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy! Hah!