Nigga Wit Money
(专辑: Lil Weezy Ana, Vol.1 - 2006)
Work on the
kitchen table Where the
bags at Work on the
kitchen table Where the
bags at Work on the
kitchen table Where the
bags at Work, work I'm a
nigga with money I'm a
nigga with money I'm a
nigga with money And I
don't love that bitch I
tell her; bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, make me rich I'm a
nigga with money And I
don't love that bitch Yeah Backpack Full of stacks All the
bitches love me Don't compare me To these rappers I'm on a
different budget I
ain't even gotta practice Never getting rusty No I
ain't looking down But I
see no one above me The
paper bag brown, with dirty green money The
bank account good, full of clean money Fuck chain money I
blow ring money I
got that motherfucking never-see-the-bank money Magazine money Do a
spread on me And you can turn your back, but never turn the
Feds on me Read the
note attached: We got your little homey We need bread homey, or that's your dead homey I'm like a
Corleone, meet the
fucking mob I
can get you whacked, or give your ass a
job Weezy F B
I
holla CMB Coca Cola classic, caffeine free Work on the
kitchen table Where the
bags at Work on the
kitchen table Where the
bags at Work on the
kitchen table Where the
bags at Work, work I'm a
nigga with money I'm a
nigga with money I'm a
nigga with money And I
don't love that bitch I
tell her; bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, make me rich I'm a
nigga with money And I
don't love that bitch Stop playing with me, stop playing with me bitch Stop playing with me, stop playing with me bitch I'm a
cash-money stunner on my 14th summer Dick a
bitch down and take everything from her Now run to the
kitchen, I
ain't hungry, I
ate Bitch put 36 Os on my plate See my pa was cooking slabs while my mom was cooking dinner See my momma is a
chef and my daddy was a
dealer Granddaddy was a
dealer and my auntie is a
killer I
hope she know I
love her, pray the
pigs never get her My brother still a
baby, and my uncle kinda raised me Y'all pray for his wife, 'cause that cancer shit is crazy And my daughter's so smart that it scares me Her mother is an angel, she's always there for me And me, I'm just wild; I
think I
need therapy Because I'm going after that money, no matter where it be Work on the
kitchen table Where the
bags at Work on the
kitchen table Where the
bags at Work on the
kitchen table Where the
bags at Work, work I'm a
nigga with money I'm a
nigga with money I'm a
nigga with money And I
don't love that bitch I
tell her; bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, make me rich I'm a
nigga with money And I
don't love that bitch