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Have you heard about that nigga kutt calhoun? I heard that nigga is broke and everything I heard tech won't even fuck with him Ask my own daughter, she'll tell ya Thats my own daddy and I heard the nigga was goin bad Damn, is this what happens When a nigga take a little rest from the scenery? Can't I enjoy my wealth Without a mother fucker sayin they ain't seein me? Kutt then just about fell off huh? Fell off? Man let me tell yall somthin I put the S in this bitch, the best in this bitch For game and I'm gon sell yall some Redded up like a Hostess truck The total opposite of broke as fuck I can spend it each day Without hate there's no way so Made enough to loan Oprah some Jessica Simpson's how my money is listed And thats stupid dumb Nicki Minaj booty now you know where I hide cash It keeps gettin bigger and bigger Thats because I'm an asset to her fine ass Where her ass is you can find cash Hit the jackpot if you find that But her shit is equipped with explosives If you even thinkin of gettin behind that Damn honey, you didn't know I was the man honey? Yall thought I was fallin off But I snapped back with that strange money Snap snap back with that strange money Snap snap back with that strange money Prayin that I wouldn't bounce back Now that shit's startin to sound strange money Lil Wayne told me just do you that was too true Bought a Range Rover not a new new but it was booboo Since I came over to the new school im the whos who To every one who thought I couldn't make it Like a midget peeing at a yernal But back when I sold dope I envisioned people at my funeral Found out that I had flows Then started livin at the studio And that was all that she wrote Now my livin room is so beautiful Cos' I bang like a Crip and lood At 85 on Sherm Street Now we finna cut through this lane quick Won't be no room for this lame shit So let me clear the heads of all you squares who on this same shit Damn honey, you didn't know I was the man honey? Yall thought I was fallin off But I snapped back with that strange money Snap snap back with that strange money Snap snap back with that strange money Prayin that I wouldn't bounce back Man that shits startin to sound strange money Now okay, speakin of snapbacks Y'all ragged raps need a bottle of that A perm or somethin to smoothen it out hell a high comb Cuz yall lookin flakey My grandma can rap better than that Touch yall up with a Wag Newport But it won't take it, still nappy and whack Kinky with these winky dinky Look my pants dont fit me rhymes Grown man with a pussy print Ashamed to even be in these times Hair shaved (hair long) crazy designs Yall soft as ever if I add all those up togetha Man yall niggas lookin like salt and peppa Its a damn shame what a buck do So if rich and famous meant bein like that Then you can catch ya boy on the bus fool Holdin on to my transfer Oh great rico with a buck tooth Tellin stories bout how I never sold my soul cuz im fuck proof
Writer(s): Michael Summers, Melvin Calhoun, Melvin Lewis Calhoun Jr., Ernesto Edwards Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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