Songteksten

All ready, all ready, all ready, all ready drunk But the bottles keep coming Told her start dancing But her booty still jumping Keep shaking like that Then you gonna have to fuck something Ask where the money at But they a'int talking about nothing They a'int talkin abou nothin I've been fuckin these hoes gettin money ever since I was a young nigga I had hustled And they a'int even know i've been ballin ever since I was a young nigga Bitch wanna fuck, then i'ma let her fuck get wet I'ma pass it to my young nigga I don't give a fuck About none of this shit right now I'ma do it for my young niggas Young nigga get money. Young nigga get money Y'all niggas get some moneyBitch wanna get a nigga FaceTime and I a'int talkin iPhone6 Told her drop booty to the baseline, make her look like she gettin this dick Instagram stalkin see me gettin mine, type of money make your boyfriend sick Bunch of gold chains and a wrist watch, lookin like an all gold brick I might pull up in some shit you never seen before Walk up in some shit you can't pronounce In the club free thrownin' doing brisk coke Throw some money make your baby momma bounce Shawty talkin to me she say she 21 I told jack black you just hit the jack pot I was ballin before I turned 21 I took a croc pot and learned to make crack rock Made a little change in the dope game I think i'm only makin money off of hip-hop Rich nigga but a nigga a'int in rich game I got the type of molly to make yo momma heart stop Hood nigga what you doin out in south beach In the winter I'ma pull up in a drop top With the nephews,(?), and my young niggas No pictures tell yo nigga don't cock block
Writer(s): Alonzo Mathis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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