Mike Jones - What We On - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Intro] Yeah, we on Money Train [Hook: Mike Jones] You ain't seen what we seen Everyday, we grind for this green Got money, hoes, rock fancy clothes We all livin' a dream [Verse 1: Yung Deuce] You don't do what we do You ain't 'bout the life, my crew It's that Yung Deuce 'n' who? (Mike Jones) Nigga said, Yung Deuce 'n' who? (Mike Jones) We ride around in them whips All we do is take them trips In and out of lanes, nigga, we dip All these bad bitches, we flip Nigga like me, still on top Bad yellow hoes still gon' bop Like them things [?] my drop And them blades, nigga, they chop When I'm in the studio, I flow Matter of fact, hoes know that I go Purple, that drank what we gon' pour Purple, that dank what we gon' blow Nigga, we on [?] my city All these hoes tryin' fuck with it Me 'n' my Money Train committed All my niggas know that we did it Nigga, we did it, we did it But you ain't done what we did Nigga, we did it, we did it But you ain't done what we did Nigga, we did it, no kidding But you ain't done what we did You don't get hot like we did Nigga, ain't fly like we is Nigga, we did it [Hook] [Verse 2: Mike Jones] You don't grind like we grind You don't shine like we shine We stack dollar signs while y'all wastin' time Cause that money stay on our mind Money Train on my brain That's why I'm all aboard on this train She see us switchin' lanes, see us grippin' grain She just wanna come through and hang She see Deuce flippin' big ends She see me stackin' big Ben's She see Strongarm on every track She call that a "win-win" She see us swangin' through lane to lane We grippin' grain, reppin' the Money Train Lil' Momma, she see the cash On everything, she wanna hang She want to come through and floss She see three G's, we boss She see all of us with black cars She know we don't take no loss She know when she with us, she straight Every day feel like her birthday She just left you for the Money Train Cause the Money Train on that cake [Hook] [Verse 3] Nigga like me, still gon' rip When I'm in the booth, nigga, I flip I ain't even trippin', boy, don't trip Nigga like me never gon' slip When I hit the strip club, I won't tip Cause I just got me a new dip Matter of fact, just got a new whip Matter of fact, tracks [?] Nigga, ridin' around [?] my city [?] Hoes know that I'm on... purple, drank Only thing in like to sip on Matter of fact, purple dank, I blow on Told these niggas [?] Matter of fact, [?] Doin' up [?] Matter of fact, yeah, nigga, just check it All the hoes get naked If they hatin', they better respect it Cause my niggas straight, we gon' check it Money Train, nigga, that's my team Yeah, that's my team And, all we do is get green Livin' this life, just like a dream All we do is get green The Money Train is my team Livin' this life, just like a dream Bitch, I'm a money makin' machine All I do is stack up them stacks Bring 'em in like racks Matter of fact, go on 'n' bring the bitch back Then put the bitch straight on that track Nigga, we get it
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