Album: Fork
Автор Слов: Tauheed Epps, Michael L Williams II, Pierre Ramon Slaughter
Performer: Mike Will Made It [Producer], P-Nasty [Producer], Parris Stewart [Video Director], Jay Tauzin [Video Producer], Andrew Listermann [Video Executive Producer], Composer: Tauheed Epps, Michael L Williams II, Pierre Ramon Slaughter, Author: Tauheed Epps, Michael L Williams II, Pierre Ramon Slaughter
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[Intro:]
– Mama, mama!
– Wha, what?
– You get that money out my pants last night?
– Boy, naw, I ain't get no money out yo pants! And quit yellin' at me!!!
– Ain't nobody hollin' at you!
[Chorus:]
I had a dream that rap wouldn't work,
Woke up on the block, had to hit it with the fork.
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, hit it with the fork,
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, hit it with the fork.
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold,
So much money on me, it won't even fold! [x5]
[Verse 1:]
I got Medusa on my sneakers,
My dick up like, “Nice to meetcha!”
100 K for a feature, hundred K's at my leisure,
Then we aim at your people,
I be higher than a eagle,
When I'm sippin' on that codeine,
Free my n**ga Sigel!
Ridin' on a jet, headin' to that Costa,
Soon as I land I be in that Testarossa.
If I die tonight, you gon' see some flexin' ghostas,
I'm the man in my city, same thing in South Dakota.
And I'm runnin' up that check, show you how I do it,
I drink red bitches, I don't drink Red Bulls.
Man, they tried to give me wings, but I already had some,
I'm all that and then some, my trap house is my income.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
I'm ballin' like Mr. Clean,
I gotta keep my kitchen clean,
God bless me like I'm finna sneeze,
Doctor weigh me on a triple beam.
D-boy in parenthesis,
All gold in my amenities,
2 Chainz, two pinky rings,
My trigger finger's like a lemon squeeze. Baow!
Climax! Make your main ho my side chick,
I'm so high, your ho get hijacked.
And my vision is Pyrex,
I do it big like a 5X,
Killed they ass with the eye patch,
I got bad bitches on my side.
I done fucked around and got sidetracked,
My first night, I spent five stacks,
Next night I forgot to count,
I'm so hot, who gon' put the fire out?
I'm the fireman, I put fire out.
Got a pole in my basement,
Tipped your girl like Maliah now,
Ridin' on these muthafuckas until they blow my tires out.
[Bridge:]
My wrist deserve a shout out, I'm like, “What up, wrist?”
My stove deserve a shout out, I'm like, “What up, stove?”
All this jewelry on then I'm out cold,
So much money on me, it won't even fold!
[Chorus]
