Commas

[Hook: Ma$e] I need commas after my commas, commas after my commas I need commas after my commas, commas after my commas I need commas after my commas, commas after my commas, money We ain’t talking no bands nigga, we ain’t talking no bands nigga We ain’t talking no bands nigga, we ain’t talking no bands nigga I need commas after my commas, commas after my commas, money I need commas after my commas, commas after my commas We ain’t talking no bands nigga, we ain’t talking no bands nigga We ain’t talking no bands nigga, we ain’t talking no bands [Verse 1: L.E.P Bogus Boys] I got polo on my body, but I’m talking ferarri White girl in the party, mary jane won’t you meet molly Couldn’t feel no better, hunned thous on my sweater Niggas say they cold, just a little bit under the weather I mean, you done shits y’all leathers, get your shit together I gave you niggas some time, now I got a vendetta Damn niggas is basic, with the chapagne imported Possoms get arranged and then they get recorded See them diamonds they dance nigga, fucking up your plans nigga Feel like David Ruffin, cause we ain’t talking no bands nigga [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Pussy nigga I hope you loosin sleep That old money still new to me I take a shower with a sexy broad I put a thousand on a debit card Birdman, let me hold a million bucks He gave it to me, didn’t even asked for what Yeah, that’s how we do ymcmb, yeah Checkin niggas like an ID Commas after my commas, try me nigga that’s trauma Find pussy hairs in my vomit I’m the don not Imus, me and them broke niggas We ain’t got nothing in common I promise I’ll never go broke, and never break that promise [Hook] [Verse 3: Count of L.E.P Bogus Boys] I’m in the hood on defense, my range rover is a v10 Locked up in this county jail, can't post bail cuz it's the weekend Got a pretty lil redbone, I can’t wait to sink my teeth in You got guns, we got guns, fuck it nigga, it’s beef then Yeah boy I got young mula, keep a couple them young shooters We the one we aiming them choppers at My pockets fat like the young Luther Can’t afford this jewelry, put that chain towards gratuity Yeah these bitches know I’m checkin bags Like airport security I got commas after commas, all in that order While you niggas chasing bands like concert promoters [Hook]