歌詞

Count that money, man Count that fucking money, man Count that money You gon get yours, B, You gon get yours, man You niggas can't stump with the big dog, I see my swagger got you pissed off It's mamba mentality when we gearing up for tip-off It's always anxiety when that dough gotta ship off Tryna reach a key while you just knock a couple zips off Your girl sloppy with it, she ain't even smear the lip gloss You wanna be the worker or you plan to be the big boss Questions that I got cause honestly, I don't get y'all Finna cruise on these niggas, I just wiped the whip off Tint on my windows, I ain't hiding, I'm just low with it Ain't no slouch cause I'm a go-getter, can't live life like a broke nigga Or depend, on a hoe nigga, all I think about is more figures Watch the fan base grow bigger, tryna be at the brunch like I know Jigga My credit was always good, I ain't never been the type to owe niggas At the bottom of the bottom, had to live my life as a po' nigga When my baby mama was pregnant, I stole food from the store nigga So visualize these images while I give you niggas the whole picture I treat this shit like DMX, I get em dawg Keep a freaky lil' bitch on deck to get it hard Keep a lawyer on deck just so I can skip the charge Bring my daughter to the lot just so she can pick the car Treat this shit like DMX, I get em dawg Keep a freaky lil' bitch on deck to get it hard Keep a lawyer on deck just so I can skip the charge Bring my daughter to the lot just so she can pick the car Coming through like the illest in Nebraska with it Please don't compare me to none of these rapper niggas AC booming, I'm cooling out in traffic with it The lil' bitch threw it so a nigga had to hit it I'm on the interstate but I push it past the limit If the streets dry, best believe it's packed in prison My niggas move snow like slopes in Aspen nigga I hear your words but I'm living off of actions nigga What you saying don't register, it pays to be the messenger She think of me every time you end up having sex with her She texting me while you in the crib stressing her I make sure I do my good deeds to get my blessings up GEE$ and HNIC ain't nobody checking us I got my foot on they neck and ain't no letting up Remember the minister made Tommy put the weapon up AZ with the baby was sincere with the setting up nigga I treat the shit like DMX, I get em dawg Keep a freaky little bitch on deck to get it hard Keep a lawyer on deck just so I can skip the charge Bring my daughter to the lot just so she can pick the car I treat the shit like DMX, I get em dawg Keep a freaky lil' bitch on deck to get it hard Keep a lawyer on deck just so I can skip the charge Bring my daughter to the lot just so she can pick the car
Writer(s): Gerald Sheppard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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