Valet (interlude) Lyrics – Young Jeezy

[*Elevator opens, foot steps, car pulls up*]

Come on right down, case you niggas wanna beef
Suggest in the air you niggas might just want to brief
This is new motivation cause I know you niggas need, this is
[?] like the Clippers at the St. Regis
Black card down, presidential suite
Black truck out front, like my presidential feet
Presidential rollie, presidential wrist
Go order room service, this some presidential shit, Let’s go!

First I count a hundred, then I hit the mall
Bitch I’m on my shit, yeah I might just buy a star
She said you say the pussy good, how come you never call
Said bitch that ain’t my focus yet, I’m tryna live or fall
I’m not chasin’ love baby, I’m just chasin’ paper
And if I hit a lick I might just take it to Jamaica
And you can bring your friends, she bet not be a faker
If she ain’t talkin’ bout fuckin’, we gon mufuckin’ shake
That in the fam money, that pay the bail money
That see me in the street, it ain’t hard to tell money
Yeah it’s real street though, we a higher ego
That St. Regis bail hollow for the week though

Too many whips sittin’ in the valet
Throw me my keys, and have a nice day
You ain’t said shit, how bout have a nice night
And anything I want, I’ma buy the shit twice