Lyrics:
to put it on his dome yeah
Put him in a blender they gone think I did him wrong yeah
Money talks bitch
I feel like I'm Vic Damone yeah
Walk a nigga down
(woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)
Roll over Vic Vella, roll over Vic Vella
Roll over Vic Vella
Roll over Vic Vella, don't you play those games with me
dope from a kilo
I get it off and reload stay, pray, and stay out the way
Broke this shit so many times I had to throw my heart away
They know me like
it big, keep it low, swear that I'm a genius though
Why I'm in line at the club like Emilio!
Sit at home, rich alone, Vic Damone, money talk
This is
Yeah, this big Bun B the baby southern OG
I'm Pimp C's brother every body knows me
Comin' from that P.A.T, with Mr. V.I.C.
Young Mogul, ENT.
If you
charted by Vic Damone (#4), Freddy Martin (#18) and Ray Anthony and his
Orchestra (#28)
(Oh, ho!!)
(Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair)
(How I
[Chorus: Warren G and LaToiya - repeat 4X]
It ain't nuttin wrong with you
Me and you
(we do it nasty, nasty)
[Damone]
I met this Puerto Rican named
met a young man who felt just the same
A mean ranch hand by the name Isaac the Gun
He said he had a plan to stick it to the man
And needed to borrow Vic
to be your lover
I think you need me
Bitch cmon I give it to ya
I'm Vic Damone Junior Junior
Bitch cmon I give it to ya
I'm Vic Damone Junior Junior
stay on a hustle like whenever I need it go get it
Hold me down and you know that I'm splitting it
Got love for the gang and who with me
Grodey forever
Haven't spoke in a month but we stay down
Take foul and we jump in the A1s
My mother taught me not to brag bout it
All work no play no they mad bout it
I
I do what I do when I do it
Bitch I'm Vic Damone junior
Money talks and I'm very fluent
Franklin Hatchet told em catch me in the cut dumping rillo
engines/ ain’t have much now I’m on ropes with pendants/ close as twinning/ Glock stay in my pocket like a roll of Pennie’s/ dimes take the charge when I’m
folded on me
I ain't know who to trust
I showed love
By the looks I was showing too much
My nigga Vic Damone Jr
Pulled up in the cluth
We on the move all
I'm with the hoe
They say money talk, I feel like Vic Damone
You know it's that shit if I put it on
Dr. Burnham with the Gucci cologne
Yeah, I'm tryna
(It's Loyalty)
In this world
You can be anything you want but me (But me)
Louis with my mama, told her
"Get anything you see" (Anything)
Five-star
And the way you wear ya jeans, is means to cuss
So DAMN!, how you get them on, DAMN! big secrets on her
Throwback chick, hotter than Ms. Vic Damone
This
And the way you wear ya jeans, is means to cuss
So DAMN!, how you get them on, DAMN! big secrets on her
Throwback chick, hotter than Ms. Vic Damone
This
Rain-or-shine,-by-your-mothafuckin'-side bitches (Seventeen)
Freak bitches, (Eighteen)
them Inbetween The Sheets bitches (Nineteen)
Them call me Daddy when I'm ballin' through the streets
mean
We in the Crown Victorian you know what I'm sayin
So its only right that i bring you that Crown Vic Music ya feel me
This that late night shit
Crown
Vic and Joey
I got raped, I got raped, I got raped by
Vic and Joey
They try to keep me quiet
With all of their threats
Its been decades after my death
I'm greedy, my niggas stay eatin'
16 fever coke-I-ina
X pills, bubble kush, mid grade reefa
Hoes ridin' vics dog but I ride beemers
I swear the red
dashboard bout two fifty
Haters tryna knock me off but you know I'm too smooth with it
Back in college I was chillin' at the playhouse
Fuck her then I kick
never leaving home
Money taking like Vic Damone
I'm in Harmony with it like Flesh n Bone
New year let me set the tone
Ima grind 'til I'm dead and gone
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