Money
"Mmmmoney"
Tryna do the most, so I can raise my glass and toast (cheers)
I'm a kneed the dough, cuz I need the loaf,
(Need that)
I'm talking baker talk
But I don't need a apron or
Mittens need the hole sitting
Anything less I wouldn't cater for (ha)
Up to date, like a football fan with the latest score (who are ya)
Need the win, will never take the draw (never)
When I was young I would of took your draw (yarh)
Tell Babylon, bun the law
Government robbin hoods, but from the poor
Ot is where we regulate (up suh)
Try read me but you read me late
Them oz 's say I'm pitching weight (that's what it says)
Them hoes say you instigate,
To get inside, and situate
(That's what their saying)
Pillow talking be a bitchs trait (bitch made)
It's coming like they live to hate
Then wonder why there ain't no food
On their Dinner plate (that's why)
Ain't had a main, talking about desert (huh)
Struggled on the starter
That's what makes it worse (haha)
They happy with a drink,
Just quench their thirst (they happy)
I be full of drive, they stuck in reverse
When it's time to ride I'll be there first (yarh)
You'll hide, go find some pride and a nice hurst
Hands on clock be turning
I be focused on my earnings
All about that sterling
On the field like I am sterling (on the field)
Badderz they be lurking,
Big batty's they be twerking (yarh)
Dagga that, grab a riz
And wrap some mother earth inn (wrap that)
Hella wavy N that's for certain,
Got nothing to do with surfing
Got a problem come see me in person
Rather talk behind your back
These rats they be so vermin
Mad tekerz, your girl loves (Fhhhh fhhh)
But im
Bout that paper, see you later
If you'z a hater, (bye) I dont rate ya (no)
With this music, man I'm goin major (to the top)
Ot for dinner, with no waiter, (up suh)
But deliverd food. didn't cater (get it)
Does me, don't owe know one a ting (nobody)
Helped donny's eat, but never asked for a drink
Maybe I would of, if I was thirsty
Never been disloyal or unworthy (no)
Done dirt but my heart ain't dirty
If I send them young pups
you get smoked like pursie (bang)
get shotted while you reload (get it)
Weighting up your options, is like weighting up a kilo
You don't wanna lose your pride over that ego
Or para watching the door
checking threw the peephole (yarh)
Tryna do the most, so I can raise my glass and toast (cheers)
I'm a kneed the dough, cuz I need the loaf,
(Need that)
I'm talking baker talk
But I don't need a apron or
Mittens need the hole sitting
Anything less I wouldn't cater for (ha)
Up to date, like a football fan with the latest score (who are ya)
Need the win, will never take the draw (never)
When I was young I would of took your draw (yarh)
Tell Babylon, bun the law
Government robbin hoods, but from the poor
Ot is where we regulate (up suh)
Try read me but you read me late
Them oz 's say I'm pitching weight (that's what it says)
Them hoes say you instigate,
To get inside, and situate
(That's what their saying)
Pillow talking be a bitchs trait (bitch made)
It's coming like they live to hate
Then wonder why there ain't no food
On their Dinner plate (that's why)
Ain't had a main, talking about desert (huh)
Struggled on the starter
That's what makes it worse (haha)
They happy with a drink,
Just quench their thirst (they happy)
I be full of drive, they stuck in reverse
When it's time to ride I'll be there first (yarh)
You'll hide, go find some pride and a nice hurst
Hands on clock be turning
I be focused on my earnings
All about that sterling
On the field like I am sterling (on the field)
Badderz they be lurking,
Big batty's they be twerking (yarh)
Dagga that, grab a riz
And wrap some mother earth inn (wrap that)
Hella wavy N that's for certain,
Got nothing to do with surfing
Got a problem come see me in person
Rather talk behind your back
These rats they be so vermin
Mad tekerz, your girl loves (Fhhhh fhhh)
But im
Bout that paper, see you later
If you'z a hater, (bye) I dont rate ya (no)
With this music, man I'm goin major (to the top)
Ot for dinner, with no waiter, (up suh)
But deliverd food. didn't cater (get it)
Does me, don't owe know one a ting (nobody)
Helped donny's eat, but never asked for a drink
Maybe I would of, if I was thirsty
Never been disloyal or unworthy (no)
Done dirt but my heart ain't dirty
If I send them young pups
you get smoked like pursie (bang)
get shotted while you reload (get it)
Weighting up your options, is like weighting up a kilo
You don't wanna lose your pride over that ego
Or para watching the door
checking threw the peephole (yarh)
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