C Notes
Yeah I want the c notes
Nigga get jacked, four the repo
Four get the b roll
B dub, no mitch
Like I came a long way
From a kilo, huh
Baby you ain't my bitch
I don't call one time and you tripping
Baby pop this perc
Yeah I'm in the stu right now
Nigga working
Everything I get her expensive (spin)
Take a good girl to the trenches
(To the trenches)
Keep her safe
I ain't really gotta mention
(Mention, huh?)
My shooters got dreads
With extensions
Said she got money
It's okay though (Ok though)
Keep her guapped up
I put her on payroll (on payroll)
Stress me out
She hate when I say no (c notes huh)
Keep me locked in
When she give brain though
(Oh lord)
Pop me a perc
And I get in my mode
You know my problems
Hope you don't get exposed
You give me yours
And i'll give you my soul
Book a jet
Tell me where you wanna go
Show you the real me
I'm dropping my guard
Let her go shopping
I give her my card
I get so high
That I'm one with the stars
Take what I took
And I'll take you to mars
Yeah
You the man in the middle
Nigga I hit a jugg, went instant
Real studio killer
You was crying over hoes
Cause you simping
Nigga tried my pimp
Nigga 44 look like Shapiro
Had to check my trim
Can't walk around
Lookin like a weirdo
Big four and I'm him
Nigga walk around
Lookin in the mirror
Every time I'm goin in
Like I walk around
Lookin like a dealer
It was time to go
Nigga kicked her out
Middle of the movie (yeah, yeah)
Hope the play go smooth
If it don't, you can tell by the stick
Don't move
Everything I get her expensive (Spin)
Take a good girl to the trenches
(To the trenches)
Keep her safe
I ain't really gotta mention
(Mention, huh?)
My shooters got dreads
With extensions
Said she got money
It's okay though (Ok though)
Keep her guapped up
I put her on payroll (on payroll)
Stress me out
She hate when I say no (c notes huh)
Keep me locked in
When she give brain though
(Oh lord)
Pop me a perc
And I get in my mode
You know my problems
Hope you don't get exposed
You give me yours
And I'll give you my soul
Book a jet
Tell me where you wanna go
Show you the real me
I'm dropping my guard
Let her go shopping
I give her my card
I get so high
That I'm one with the stars
Take what I took
And I'll take you to mars
Ohhh
Nigga get jacked, four the repo
Four get the b roll
B dub, no mitch
Like I came a long way
From a kilo, huh
Baby you ain't my bitch
I don't call one time and you tripping
Baby pop this perc
Yeah I'm in the stu right now
Nigga working
Everything I get her expensive (spin)
Take a good girl to the trenches
(To the trenches)
Keep her safe
I ain't really gotta mention
(Mention, huh?)
My shooters got dreads
With extensions
Said she got money
It's okay though (Ok though)
Keep her guapped up
I put her on payroll (on payroll)
Stress me out
She hate when I say no (c notes huh)
Keep me locked in
When she give brain though
(Oh lord)
Pop me a perc
And I get in my mode
You know my problems
Hope you don't get exposed
You give me yours
And i'll give you my soul
Book a jet
Tell me where you wanna go
Show you the real me
I'm dropping my guard
Let her go shopping
I give her my card
I get so high
That I'm one with the stars
Take what I took
And I'll take you to mars
Yeah
You the man in the middle
Nigga I hit a jugg, went instant
Real studio killer
You was crying over hoes
Cause you simping
Nigga tried my pimp
Nigga 44 look like Shapiro
Had to check my trim
Can't walk around
Lookin like a weirdo
Big four and I'm him
Nigga walk around
Lookin in the mirror
Every time I'm goin in
Like I walk around
Lookin like a dealer
It was time to go
Nigga kicked her out
Middle of the movie (yeah, yeah)
Hope the play go smooth
If it don't, you can tell by the stick
Don't move
Everything I get her expensive (Spin)
Take a good girl to the trenches
(To the trenches)
Keep her safe
I ain't really gotta mention
(Mention, huh?)
My shooters got dreads
With extensions
Said she got money
It's okay though (Ok though)
Keep her guapped up
I put her on payroll (on payroll)
Stress me out
She hate when I say no (c notes huh)
Keep me locked in
When she give brain though
(Oh lord)
Pop me a perc
And I get in my mode
You know my problems
Hope you don't get exposed
You give me yours
And I'll give you my soul
Book a jet
Tell me where you wanna go
Show you the real me
I'm dropping my guard
Let her go shopping
I give her my card
I get so high
That I'm one with the stars
Take what I took
And I'll take you to mars
Ohhh
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Writer(s): Nigel Mbongo
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