[VERSE 1: E-40] I was raised with honey badgers, my honey badgers 'don't care' Out here they play the game of death, truth or dare For real, block monsters like Creature Feature Look like a plate? They gon' eat ya Maney motherfuckes, never been to a club Hard as nails, no sensitive thugs I like ghetto booty broads that be doin they thing Take care of they business, keep they coochie clean Brazilian wax, good hygene Miss Sixty jeans, POParazzi earrings I got a duffle full of scrilla, on my way to re-up With a 'JUST SAY NO TO DRUGS' sticker on my truck Soil celebrity, heavy in this bitch Professional hustler, there's a science to this He started with nothin, ended up with a lot Got a record label, barber shop and a Maybach
[CHORUS: Vgo D'Artiste (2X)] (Stunt hard cause I) Get dough everyday (I'm the shit cause I) Get dough everyday (Hit a lick, nigga) Get dough everyday (Hit your bitch cause I) Get dough everyday
[VERSE 2: Too $hort] If you love gettin money say 'Hell yeah!' (Hell yeah!) Let's do this shit You mad the right choice if you're choosin, bitch You could leave if you ain't gettin down But you'll never be a square cause you get around So you might as well go with Short Reached in my pocket, had a roll of dough No 20's and 10's, just 50's and 100's I get it everyday, it ain't nothin if I want it Cause I hustle for the money Spit a little game, now she want me I make it everyday, and every night I get mo' You don't need to be my hoe I get fetti, bitch Pimp game is a gift But I don't really use it for the same old shit I'm on that corporate level, executive My secretary is a naked bitch
[CHORUS: Vgo D'Artiste (2X)]
[VERSE 3: E-40] Can't let 'em take me off my square, can't let 'em get to a fixture Throw my life away over a fuck nigga Born and raised in the Bay, I stay tucked, nigga Fuck with me you'll gon' pay, I'll buck a nigga Money mackin and stackin, what's happenin, mobbin and mashin And if it wasn't for rappin then I would probably be trappin Trappin, no matter what, I stay packin Blastin, if they run up I'm clappin [Too $hort] Round of applause, no hesitation Instantaneous devastation Everybody runnin, we just tryina get money If you don't want none, you a dummy You look bummy, still live with your mommy You don't know how to hustle, can't get shit from me Don't even ask when you see us Cause me and 40, we just
[CHORUS: Vgo D'Artiste (2X)]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
