Juelz Santana - Nothing To Me - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Intro: Juelz Santana] Uh, aight, aight, aight Aight, aight, aight, WOOOO... [Hook One: Jeremih] H-H-H-Hold up, hold up Bad bitches, pour up Money low, no sir I just thr-throw it up, thr-throw it up [Hook Two: Jeremih] You see me blowing all this cash, that don't mean nothing to me That don't mean nothing to me, that don't mean nothing to me Money flying like it got wings, that don't mean nothing to me That don't mean nothing to me, that don't mean nothing to me I see them niggas over there hating, that don't mean nothing to me That don't mean nothing to me, that don't mean nothing to me Got my niggas with me I'm straight, that don't mean nothing to me That don't mean nothing to me, that don't mean nothing to me [Juelz Santana] WOOOOO, aight Showin' money (yea), blowin' money (yea), throwin' money, you see us (yea) And if not your bitch do, she ditched you to come see us (us) Now she wanna chill with us (yea) bust it open for a real nigga D.O.A., we shoot money - yeah nigga, we kill strippers (woooo) I don't care if that ass fake, long as that ass shake All this money and diamonds on me, now that's what I call carrot cake (uh) Gotta keep up by speed up, going hard til my last day I'm balling on 'em, fast break, fast life, no back brakes Swerve, I know I get on they fucking nerves (skirrrt) That's your bitch? I'm leaving with her, word You front with money, I do what I want with money My new whip, that's one thousand bricks cause that shit cost me a ton of money In here, they panickin', them broke boys can't handle it These boys ain't got swag, they just bought what's on a manikin Hold up, hold up, hold up, wait - time to let 'em know who's the man again (me) New Rolly', sky dweller, fifty grand on my hand again [Hook One] + [Hook Two] [Juelz Santana] Who's house? My house, who's house? My house Ball so hard, need a time out, y'all ain't balling, lock out Bad bitches, they chop out, bounce bitch, don't stop now Pussy look like Pacquiao and I'm Marquez, that knock out [Jeremih] Hey, that money I'mma throw I mean jackpot, I wanna see her low I been up at the top, they ain't seen that before I really don't stop, all I know is go That Beamer riding low, that Forgiato lift Here won't you take a shot, now won't you take a trip I see his bleeding, I know you're so conceded Acting like you don't, and you know you know you need it [Hook One] + [Hook Two]
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