I aint got money so what the fuck you want
Im chillin with the honey's pay my bill's every month
everybody on the floor is still getting drunk
cuz when they hear my song theyll scream it out their lungs
cuz i do this for the fun,im not a wankster
i aint no player or either no gangster
my mom yeah i thank her nobodys better
all songs that i write she will remember
will your mom do that do that for you
or will she ignore you im sorry i bored you
lets get to bizz,your my costumor so tell me where my money is
or i will break your lips and than put you in the carbige
cuz your flow is trash,your ho's look bad
your momma's sad cuz she cant fead you bread
thats why your so mad but you better be workin
and stop with jurking
really i aint street bro,im a smoke pro
im from amsterdam so i know whats the ho fo
yeah im so sho cuz i know my clothes are dope
with my money in my pocket i can steal ya show
I will rock that club,all night long bitch
all the girls like it like whats goin on chick
their going down on my verry own song man
im a white dude but can you tell me what's wrong than!
no you cant,you cant say shit
I do this cuz its my campaign bitch
i do this cuz I just rocks the place
my voice my flow my hays my do
it will rock tha place,so everbody jump up
I will never shut up for all you dumb fucks
I fockin hate players they will get roughed up
when they make girls fucked up,Ill make their head bust
