Search results for 'get dat money hoe by sean paul' Page #41

drive by
We dragging bodies inside
And were next up
We came through zoomed by
Never stressed out
You can say it's all mine
Fears that I’m waving bye bye

a bankroll,
Big glizzy on my lap I got aim hoe/
Money n sum power get respect,
Shawty think I’m rich VVs on my neck/
Ion call ha bitch I just call ha wet,
Give

shit not no
Soft shit i don't get impressed by
Any bitch i get em often been
Had them hoes since elementary kriss
Krossin the shit you wearin it don't

ain't accidental
My money been piling 
I been dressing crazy 
mental asylum
Straight jackets
Trapping out the straight eight
Wit grey forty four by my

plotting
Them secret encounters
You kept in your closet
I'ma up the score on that hit
I pop da hoe like a zit
Baby got madd cause I'm lit
I take the money

Opening the door for her, I heard her ass echo
Dick sticks on da Prius, insured by a gecko
Still ballin, yeehaw fuck the law tho
Bitch I'm from

mystery's like my name scooby doo

But i aint a dawg
My life like a vlog
Run to the money not talkin no jog

Hold up

Two tone
Hoe im pickin up the phone
Lil

fold (One hunnit)
One night with Monroe I'll have your soul (Gimme dat)
Call me Shang Sung trick pay ya toll (Fatality )
Ask about me bitch I'm only

And you got a bomb ass track and you wont regret it in the future
Matter fact you finna get fame later
Im getting money by the minute 
Dissing me you lookin

get that by da bundles
Flexin', finessin'
I'm a business man, I'm bout my commas
And tell that nigga who he fucking wit
I'm Jaye-Osama
I'm movin' on wit

keep up, they wanna see how you gettin' Yo funds

Chasing racks not these hoe os
Ima stay up on my toe os
My Dawg behind dem do os
When he get out we

God die man gaat het niet handelen
Wat zij niet hebben we ja dat hebben we OJ
In de four by four zeg "Bro ben ready"
Greg ben back al m'n G's zijn

done made me
Damn
Three miss calls no call back
Fed's on my phone like my phone tapped
She stuck in my mind my mind trapped
Like my money dat hoe green

is fine (Im just a sexy mutha fucka)
Damn that bitch is fine
OHHHHH

I get it from my maaaami and i know how to handle it
plus I got a motor like

wit the ones I court
I pull their carfax we call dat shit the hoe report
We end the night now we signing off
She gonna handle me just like boss, Q
Walk

of these industry n***as, fake and I'm about to expose it, 
if we get the Benz truck we gon overload it, 
Get fye i tote it,getting money I do that,
 lil

toes
That my bitch I hope you know
Let's go

Shawty get down with the pimpin
Look at this sauce I'm kickin'
Rich white fox I'm drippin'
Put a lil'

wave
You focused on beef I’m tryna get paid
Split bread wit my dawg I will not feel a ways
You smokin on grass I call that shit hay
Need me a crib by