Lyrics:
falta la actitud
Tú hablas bullshit, usas gucci fake
Bajenle al auto y al delay, no son like t-paint
Hablan de gang, hablan de money pero su honey les
Yo, rated X, smack you off the stage when I'm vexed
No sweat, I crack a cold case of Beck's
Guess whose back? The jack of all trades is next
'mma be a d-boy, I'm ashamed to say
I'm ashamed to say
Until then I'mma be a d-boy, I'm ashamed to say
(Honey, it's shameless
Shameless, what you've done)
'm on the road
And when I ride by I'm in the newest one
I got so much money I think I should pay for all this
They ain't down to spend how much they say cause
a skyscraper
Molesting this beat (Oh) , I'm a good raper
I meant a good rapper, no handshakes, dapper
(Travy you're wack)
Funny honey (honey, honey)
I'm walkin'
I pay tax money that's a fact honey
I contribute to your giro relax dummy
I've never looked bummy always stayed fresh
The big nose b*****d live in
the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about
the dozens
I got money by the ton
Just ain't nobody better
Heaven knows that I'm the one
And it's all because of something
That I didn't learn in school
I drink Moet not Beck's beer
I stay dressed in slick gear
Peace to my homies in the gangsta lean
I see you when I get there
And it's a fact I keep
Ah
je suis appelé Salifer
Smalling
Rhymez onye rap
—-
One man wan doll
See all my guys them are wan chop
Ahh ehh
One man wan doll
Cus our money no
the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about
worry me
No be by gray hair,
But when they measion billionaires make I they there
Sebi eyan ni
davido
Dangote
Otedola
Kosi nkan to buru if I get
the boss
Well these just owner fees (I'll pay it)
I swear that I been told you niggas
Never told police (never)
I got no time for your shit
But I got money
a coward
I face what i have to
You, your bitch, just talk about it
I move mountains, keep the balance
Talking money talking power
No federally
Who your mans?
make I discharge by one time now now
But Watin you dey find suppose make you soji
Make e no go distance himself from money
Know say I dey feel you from
Intoxicated and I'm faded by you honey, why
We finally made it, got to lovin' money, seeds and shine
They wanna hate it, try to break it but it's
Intoxicated and I'm faded by you honey, why
We finally made it, got to lovin' money, seeds and shine
They wanna hate it, try to break it but it's
Yea
Un huh
You already know
If you ain't getting no money
Then get the fuck up out the building
Fuckkkkkkkkkkk
I'm bought money, my money coming
At your beck and call with no delay
I’ll stay committed to you girl
I’ll never fall your hand
Let let them call me a fool girl
Omo na dem get their mouth oo
sound, honey, honey
Doin this ain't all about money, money
I know you like the way I sound, right, right
[Chorus: Repeat x4]
As I enter the room I
the money?
Neck full of gold, I'm attracted to the honey
Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money
On Figueroa, close your eyes, might need ya mommy
Fuck rap,
As I sit back relax, steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail for fucking Patti LaBelle
street smarts, no college degrees
Too many degrees the freeze not fakin
Fake snakes are bacon, honeys hips are shakin
It ain't no joke so get your boys
'm shopping
I need that money
I need a check dummy
My time ain't free pay the fee
So run me that money
Big bucks honey
I give no fucks
If the convo ain't about
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