Tekst piosenki
[Intro] Mama, MAMA! (Wha, What!) You get that money out my pants last night? (Boy! Naw I ain't get no money out yo pants! And quit yellin' at me!!) Ain't nobody hollin' at you! I had a dream that rap wouldn't work I woke up on the block, had to hit it with the fork Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr: hit it with the fork Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr: hit it with the fork Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold So much money on me, it won't even fold (x5) [Verse 1] I got Medusa on my sneakers My dick up like "nice to meet ya" 100K for a feature, hundred K's at my leisure Then we aim at your people I be higher than a eagle When I'm sipping on that codeine Free my nigga Sigel Ridin' on a jet, headin' to that Costa Soon as I land I be in that Testarossa If I die tonight, you gon' see some flexin' ghostas I'm the man in my city, same thing in South Dakota Man I'm running up that check, show you how I do it I drink red bitches, I don't drink Red Bulls Man they tried to give me wings, but I already had some I'm all that and then some, my trap house is my income And it's booming [Hook] I had a dream, rap wouldn't work Woke up on the block, hit it with the fork Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr: hit it with the fork Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr: hit it with the fork Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold So much money on me, it won't even fold (x3) [Verse 2] 2 Chainz! I'm ballin' like Mr. Clean I gotta keep my kitchen clean God bless me like I'm finna sneeze Doctor weigh me on a triple beam D-boy in parenthesis All gold in my amenities 2 Chainz, two pinky rings My trigger finger's like a lemon squeeze (Baow!) Climax! Make your main ho my side-chick I'm so high, your whore get hijacked And my vision is Pyrex I do it big like a 5X Killed they ass with the eyepatch I got bad bitches on my side I done fucked around and got sidetracked My first night, I spent five stacks Next night I forgot to count I'm so hot; who gon' put the fire out? I'm the fireman, I put fire out Got a pole in my basement Tipped your girl like Maliah now Ridin' on these motherfucka's until they blow my tires out, uh [Bridge] My wrist deserve a shout-out, I'm like "What up, wrist?" My stove deserve a shout-out, I'm like "What up, stove?" All this jewelry on then I'm out cold So much money on me, it won't even fold! [Hook]
Tłumaczenie
Brak

Najnowsze teksty piosenek

Sprawdź teksty piosenek i albumy dodane w ciągu ostatnich 7 dni