Bout My Money
(专辑: History: Function Music - 2012)
(Rick rock beats) [E-40"] Fetti focused, I'm focused on my fetti mayne I
don't think these suckers really understand There's enough money out there for all of us to have But suckers don't wanna see other brothers get cash I'm from the
mud, Halloween mask and surgical gloves Where there's more hate than love, where clients plot on their plug Turn on their own flesh and blood, do em dirty just like a
rug... Hard looks and mugs, bandannas and grudge Five point five sixes and fifty caliber slugs Half of these bitches will get you killed at the
club But you dodge for push ups or you can you pay me in bud Or some booger sugar better bet I
get it off I'm a
thug She got a
big butt (big butt) Some high heels (high heels) I
pull up in the
house, on wheels I
got a
couple zaps of some good kill She like the
way I
rap she know that I'm for real (BIIAATCH) Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money [Too Short:] I
got a
pocket full, I'm a
Taurus, you can't stop the
bull Whenever I
spit my game, I
make a
whole lot then spend that change And even if you make more, you can't knock bitches like playboy Short I
keep pouring shots, I
keep these whores hot So bring me two more bottles got the
finest women but I
don't fuck no models Bad girls is what I
prefer, she take your shit, there's no stopping her Aggressive women that swing both ways And throwin panties on the
stage I
put this dick in her mouth, she ain't resist Didn't pay her, so it can't be this. (BIIAATCH) [E-40:] Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money [Jeremih:] Said step in the
club throwin paper today Now I'm cuttin your girl, call it Papier-mâché Head down, no-nothing to say Everything she want but a
kiss on her face Fifth of that Henny got me sippin the
Privvy Yeah I
ordered that pussy then she came here delivered Damn right I'm a
charge her cause she right in my hand Actin a
fool, so I
gave her a
Emmy [Turf Talk:] My lingo produce payroll Yeah, that Benz that I
drive all paid for It's all good, everything Gucci now But it came a
long way from them hand me downs Yeah it's all good, steak every other night But it came a
long way from that beans and rice Bitches pay us, they support us Broke hoes holla, but they can't afford us I'm color blind, so I
two-toned it And I
can stretch out, ain't got no roof on it We don't love hoes, knock a
bitch down Put your face to the
glass like Chris Brown Take a
picture bitch, Polaroid They juiced up, my pockets on steroids I
know some niggas that'll kill, dog For the
dollar dollar bill ya'll [E-40:] Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money Bout my money, bout my money [Jeremih:] Said step in the
club throwin paper today Now I'm cuttin your girl, call it Papier-mâché Head down, no-nothing to say Everything she want but a
kiss on her face Fifth of that Henny got me sippin the
Privvy Yeah I
ordered that pussy then she came here delivered Damn right I'm a
charge her cause she right in my hand Actin a
fool, so I
gave her a
Emmy Throw it, throw it, you know the
sound Broke and you a
sucker that's the
shit we don't allow Is the
baddest of the
bitches out there somewhere in the
crowd? If she got a
[?] on it then I
put my money down Down, down, throw my money down Down, down, I
put my money down Down, down, if she baddest down She got it and I
want it then I
put my money down Bitch