baby money – boss table كلمات اغاني
[intro]
(ooh, steve_o did this one)
easy money
(steve_o got the midas touch)
ayy
[verse 1]
i’ma make ben franklin my best man, hundred on my left hand (yeah)
i’m ’bout to start droppin’ bodies like the best friends (they gone)
if you ain’t standin’ on what’s blue, you get stretched then (that’s on crip)
they call your boy the beach master how i stretch tan
it’s weight season, made a million with my fat man (that’s a fact)
erotic city day shift, it’s like eight lams
i need some zip sauce, fifty get you picked off (you feel me?)
i’m pourin’ rose on her face like she chris bosh
that n_gga dumb, spent all that money on a wristw_tch (so?)
that ain’t the one, take it back, ’cause that b_tch tick_tock (that b_tch fake)
wanna be famous, i’ma f_ck the b_tch on tiktok
yeah, we got it out the mud, but we lit now (on my mama)
a big guy, crashed the coupe, then i switch drops
it’s all bosses at this table, you can’t sit down
i asked that n_gga for a tester and he sent pounds (yeah)
these n_ggas talk about the past, b_tch, we rich now
[chorus]
a big guy, crashed the coupe, but then i switched drops
(ayy, fnfrtc, easy money, n_gga)
it’s all bosses at this table, you can’t sit down
(i’m only eatin’ with the n_ggas i started with, on sosa)
i asked that n_gga for a tester and he sent pounds
(ayy, he sent a thousand of ’em, we front line with this sh_t)
these n_ggas talk about the past, b_tch, we rich now
(let’s see you stack that sh_t up and stop talkin’ ’bout last year)
[verse 2]
yeah, young n_gga ballin’, pointers, thirty on my right wrist
this hard work, came from servin’ through the night shift
this dog barkin’, i be steppin’ on this mike vick
servin’ all them white chicks, curry if you try sh_t
my ‘fit five thousand, n_ggas scary with this fly sh_t
yeah, i’ll leave it all in the bank like four, five, six
a n_gga disrespect the gang, then he die quick
you was ridin’ ’round lookin’ for us, she was ridin’ d_ck
my n_ggas ’bout a five_seven and he 5’6″
and that boy a chef with the chopper, he’ll fry your b_tch
if you don’t go and do sh_t, n_gga, you gotta leave
i’m twenty_three, but big homie to a lot of n_ggas
[chorus]
a big guy, crashed the coupe, but then i switched drops
(ayy, fnfrtc, easy money, n_gga)
it’s all bosses at this table, you can’t sit down
(i’m only eatin’ with the n_ggas i started with, on sosa)
i asked that n_gga for a tester and he sent pounds
(ayy, he sent a thousand of ’em, we front line with this sh_t)
these n_ggas talk about the past, b_tch, we rich now
(let’s see you stack that sh_t up and stop talkin’ ’bout last year)
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