- A$AP Rocky Wavybone 歌詞
- A$AP Rocky
- 'Wavybone'
(feat. Juicy J & UGK)
{Juicy J:}
The hustle continues
Gettin money is, gettin money is
Put your mind to, something you want
Getin money is, gettin money is
It come true
{Hook - Juicy J:}
Gettin money is what I do, thought you knew
Gettin money is what I do
Gettin money is what I do
Gettin money is what I do
{A$AP Rocky:}
I remember all the nights on different corners spittin pitchin water
Now Im richer off the shit I thought of
From the home of the richest ballers
Im Richard Porter mixed with Mr. Porter
This picture all the jiggy shit I ordered
I went to France and almost got deported
The fans is screaming when I hit the border
I visit Nice like its my sisters daughter
Vision broad, I thought of all the different kids and all
Whore without a sip of water, time to get my shit in order
And do somethin different, gettin tired of the same old shit
When Im spittin lines, bout the section lines, I sit you kids who listen for us
I see prison for us until we pull back, thats a true fact
Get money, yeah I do that, thought you knew that
{Hook}
{Pimp C:}
Candy low slider, Im a sole survivor
Keep a suite in my riser, bitch Im keepin it liver
Did not envy Joe, I thank fans, talk slow
He think he want a war but he dont really wanna go
Gettin me some head from Sheryl Crow
A helluva blow, from a millionaire snow
You can waste yourtime, with the goody goody two shoes
Now Im puttin em on the spot, I give a ho the blues
Im touchin on a cock, I put her on the block
You think Im startin over, bitch I aint never stop
Poppin the trunk, and testin the pills
Dont give a fuck bout where youre from
Dont give a fuck bout how you feel
{Hook}
{Juicy J: }
Im the best still in this game, Im rich bitch like Rick James
Gotta group of hoes in MIA, get a condo in Biscayne
The Louis store I drop bands, the Gucci store I drop bands
Prada store I went ham, my left wrist it cost a lamb
Your girlfriend a groupie like Trident she wanna chew me
Hell naw I aint cuffin em Im a dog just like Snoopy
And when I leave the mall its sold out, erryday shoppin
Taylor gang, blowin money, 50,000 on wrist watches
100,000 in a plastic bag, we takin off, bitch pack your bags
Bitch I came from hell and nothin, damn right I have to brag
Try me and Ill pop your ass, stupid nigga, get a body bag
All I talk is money ho, rich niggas dont lollygag
{Hook}
{Bun B: }
Get money is the main reason most people wake up
The root of why most relationships is startin break ups
While niggas get haircuts, and bitches do makeup
While we take their penitentiary chances, we shake up
Its an everyday struggle for the almighty dollar
Some is in the streets and some is workin blue collar
Real up in your field and manit make you wanna holler
Say your prayer for a player, amen inshallah
Been like that, aint a damn thing change
Money on mind, the red of my brain
Candy paint is gonna drip that stain
Lean on left, the grip of my grain
See aint a damn thing change but the weather
So If you aint breakin bread then we cant even sit together
Gettin money is what I do
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