Train to Go !
Yadadadadadadadadada Yadadadadadadadadada
Yadadadada, build a firm foundation Touch souls across the nation
Single mother paper chasing Did you know I'm boutty bout it
Aye, here I go count dough Now my wallet don't fold
I don't lose, I just learn To whom this may concern
I stand firm on all ten toes You hoes getting chosen, I'm talking bout you niggas
Yeah, I'm the realest, facts and I know you feel it
Tell me what the deal is and hopefully we talking scrilla
Cash, man my brother was a king I'm glad to be on his team
Doing shit you never seen, cause his spirit still with me
Blessings on blessings, blessings keep it pouring down from heaven
Cause my mama never left me, I been thinking clearer lately
Out my eyes I see her vision, move aside I'm on a mission
Plush sides with the fitness deep
Love, you know the business You can be my next witness if you with it, yeah
Never settle, nothing lasts, I'm the best, yeah
Way different than the rest, it's your test, yeah
All eyes on me cause I'm fresh, yeah Be a resource baby, not a pest, yeah
Its gonna take a man of God to really think that he can handle this
Single mother paper chasing
Did you know I'm boutty bout it? Aye, here I go count dough
Now my wallet don't fold I don't lose, I just learn
To whom this may concern I'm busting through with mighty moves
Keep it lit like powers do Soaking wet like showers do
Boss chick, you know the rules Wake up and catch this clue
Clean the dirt up out your tub Sit back, relax and soak
Now that's something ladies do Any job I'll execute
Never knew my next move Something like a death mule
God's plan follows suit Ain't no pressure, you just choose
Real simple, win or lose This what I give you the blues
Come and walk in my shoes You won't get far without your tools
God's secret weapon You hoes need some protection
If you ever did me wrong Consider it missing your blessings
Tell me when to go, do it Tell me when to go
Preparation, you know I'm tryna figure out who raised you niggas
Scared of winning Rather sit up under your friends and claim fake pimpin
These niggas trippin' and I ain't with that simp shit
Touched toes across the nation Single mother paper chasin
Did you know I'm boutty bout it? Aye, here I go count dough
Now my wallet don't fold I don't lose, I just learn
To whom this may concern Forever solid
That's one thing about my mama She made sure to build a strong foundation
So mama and boo, this for you Go stupid, go dumb and dumb
Aye, hit em with the Wichita If you from Wichita
Now floss like a boss And holla shake em off
Heard everybody love me Let me see you hit your dougie
Everybody love me Yeah, but you ain't fuckin' with my dougie
I keep it real, I ain't no jerk Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk
Go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Let me see you swing your hair Like you just don't care
Now watch em swing, watch em swing Move that thing, move that thing
Go stupid, go dumb and dumb Aye, Millie rock it out
Show em what you bout Fellas, let me see you lean back
Aye, Fat Joe lean back Ooh, I like how you handle that
Aye, turn down for what Yeah, we lit as fuck
Aye, never been a chicken head Hit em with that chicken head
If you bout gettin' bred Ooh, train to go
Yadadadada, build a firm foundation Touch souls across the nation
Single mother paper chasing Did you know I'm boutty bout it
Aye, here I go count dough Now my wallet don't fold
I don't lose, I just learn To whom this may concern
I stand firm on all ten toes You hoes getting chosen, I'm talking bout you niggas
Yeah, I'm the realest, facts and I know you feel it
Tell me what the deal is and hopefully we talking scrilla
Cash, man my brother was a king I'm glad to be on his team
Doing shit you never seen, cause his spirit still with me
Blessings on blessings, blessings keep it pouring down from heaven
Cause my mama never left me, I been thinking clearer lately
Out my eyes I see her vision, move aside I'm on a mission
Plush sides with the fitness deep
Love, you know the business You can be my next witness if you with it, yeah
Never settle, nothing lasts, I'm the best, yeah
Way different than the rest, it's your test, yeah
All eyes on me cause I'm fresh, yeah Be a resource baby, not a pest, yeah
Its gonna take a man of God to really think that he can handle this
Single mother paper chasing
Did you know I'm boutty bout it? Aye, here I go count dough
Now my wallet don't fold I don't lose, I just learn
To whom this may concern I'm busting through with mighty moves
Keep it lit like powers do Soaking wet like showers do
Boss chick, you know the rules Wake up and catch this clue
Clean the dirt up out your tub Sit back, relax and soak
Now that's something ladies do Any job I'll execute
Never knew my next move Something like a death mule
God's plan follows suit Ain't no pressure, you just choose
Real simple, win or lose This what I give you the blues
Come and walk in my shoes You won't get far without your tools
God's secret weapon You hoes need some protection
If you ever did me wrong Consider it missing your blessings
Tell me when to go, do it Tell me when to go
Preparation, you know I'm tryna figure out who raised you niggas
Scared of winning Rather sit up under your friends and claim fake pimpin
These niggas trippin' and I ain't with that simp shit
Touched toes across the nation Single mother paper chasin
Did you know I'm boutty bout it? Aye, here I go count dough
Now my wallet don't fold I don't lose, I just learn
To whom this may concern Forever solid
That's one thing about my mama She made sure to build a strong foundation
So mama and boo, this for you Go stupid, go dumb and dumb
Aye, hit em with the Wichita If you from Wichita
Now floss like a boss And holla shake em off
Heard everybody love me Let me see you hit your dougie
Everybody love me Yeah, but you ain't fuckin' with my dougie
I keep it real, I ain't no jerk Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk
Go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Let me see you swing your hair Like you just don't care
Now watch em swing, watch em swing Move that thing, move that thing
Go stupid, go dumb and dumb Aye, Millie rock it out
Show em what you bout Fellas, let me see you lean back
Aye, Fat Joe lean back Ooh, I like how you handle that
Aye, turn down for what Yeah, we lit as fuck
Aye, never been a chicken head Hit em with that chicken head
If you bout gettin' bred Ooh, train to go
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Writer(s): Lashea Nelson
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