[Verse 1: Johnny Rain] I'm stuntin' on my old bitch And shittin' on her new nigga They question how we so rich Don't worry 'bout how shit goes down She loving my piano keys Well, how you think I feel baby? I'm numb, I'm numb So I'mma throw this money 'til it's done I love it when you take it low You love it when my money falls. I love it when you make it go Give it to me Ah yea, ow ah. Ah yea, ow ah
[Verse 2: LaShaun Ellis] Alright, she always trynna call my phone She say she think about me when she all alone Darkness upon us, the eyes of this monster's glowing gold Trynna read your thoughts but you said that your conscience is growing old And I know that you've got some feelings that you can't control But all them fuckin' feelings hit the ceiling when you on that pole These women looking appealing at all my shows But I ain't got no time for these bitches, we trynna get some dough Heard that you got work tonight, all my niggas down to go Heard that I been working right, that's how you know I'm down to blow. Making money doing me and spendin' dough, that's all I know Throwin' stacks, comin' back, I boomerang my money flow Killin' every track I'm on, but I bet you never noticed Now when I go out to do whatever, people takin' photos Smokin' on that loud, like a megaphone, and baby bring it up and drop it down and then she...
[Johnny Rain] Let it go... Yea
[Bridge: Johnny Rain] I love the way you take it low You love the way my money falls I throw it when you make it go And tell me that you love me, ah You keep saying every time is the last time You never listen to us Everything is slow in your fast style I'm a victim of lust
[Hook: Johnny Rain] Make daddy proud Baby get your mind right Put in overtime like We gon' put it down like Make daddy proud, proud, proud Make daddy proud, proud, proud. You already know the one You gon' have to show me som' Do it like you owe me one Make daddy proud Do it 'til it's overdone Tell me I'm the only one Make daddy proud
[Verse 3: Johnny Rain] You got a heart but you don't listen to it Lights dim low and you forget to use it I understand how it can get confusin' But baby girl, you've got the hips to prove it Are you listenin'? Tell me your fuckin' listenin' All my niggas sittin' in awe while I'm fuckin' picturin' All of these women gettin' involved while I'm fuckin' tippin' 'em All of these lights are flickerin', all while my ex is trippin' Damn... 'Cus I'm here with you throwin cash Plus I'm latched up in the white Range with the black guts That's us Could've passed us, but she passed up Racks, but that's how it all falls when you lack trust Shit is cold, I swear the shit is freezin' But I'm only telling everything these bitches believe in Small lies, they just feel bigger Bus' it open, baby, let a real nigga... Show you what's up
[Bridge + Hook: Johnny Rain]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
