- Webbie Y all ain TM akin no money 歌詞
- Webbie
- (verse 1)woke up from a long night of *** this morninbrushed my teeth, got fresh this morninhear my girl talk a lil mess this morninhit the hood got a bag of that this morninknow im livin good all them dog hoes on megood * *** sells all over my phoneknow im finna keep it gangsta all over this songgot my hands all over this *********** act hard all day long mayne **** thatmayne ill put it on my chain you wont bust a gatmayne let me take you to the backyarddifferent color lacks boyhalf a mil cash in ya hand yall dont understandbricks in my pants say lil dude this grown man ****why is you sayin ****, who is you playin witi got a big house, who is you stayin wittill you can spend this type of shit on ya wrist(chorus)yall aint makin no money, yall aint makin no moneyyall aint really doin nothin, yall aint thuggin, yall stuntinyall aint makin no money , yall aint makin no moneyyall aint really doin nothin, yall aint thuggin, yall stuntinyall aint makin no money, yall aint makin no moneyyall aint really doin nothin, yall aint thuggin, yall stuntinyall aint makin no money, yall aint makin no moneyyall aint really doin nothin, yall just ****in around(verse 2)you saved up yo chips, to buy you a whipmusic with the big rims, boy you a tripif you knew what i was worth boy i bet you would flipand the majority of these *****es i done already rippedthese hoes rippin off a pimp (what!)tell that ***** stock earings hit me for a block to the wrist watchgot acouple ****** up in jail, they aint gettin outwebbie young savage trill fam we aint sittin outhad my wife beater and my braclets and my pants on***** i still had 85 grand onthink i aint demonic gettin on then ya damn wrongplay with me, i wouldnt even take a chance on it***** put ya pants on, get ya ass gone9 times outta 10 you aint stayin longdevil ass ****** ive been tryin not to stand on emmayne im hot, mayne yall need to turn tha fan on(chorus)(verse 3)we hit tha spot and get to blowin it, pourin itwe gettin money like we growin ita lot of hunnid 50 dolla bottles got us pourin itdrankin till im throwin it , ill see yall in the morningsee me put the tag in the window, just soarin itmy hips say i warn ya, my whip say im doin itall im sayin, man dont complain, ill ruin itill clean a hunnid grand out tha trunk and put you in it***** ****** hate, ****** cake, ****** fake, a minute latealbum waitin, real estate, ***** ate like a buffetand i just got tha new
Js, these go good with my new shadesstopped by the shop, got a new fade, gotta thank god for (?)straight to the hood to see some new cakeaye that crown will mess with my shakeno matter where you go ima stay in yo placeif you aint gettin no money better stay in your placegrim dont stop then we goin all dayso iced out, it been snowin all daytrill ent and we goin all dayyall ****** broke and its all in yall face (chorus)
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