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jim jones - na na nana na na (clean album version) (promo only clean edit) كلمات الأغنية

dipset, as we proceed what have we here?
take that, take that, it’s 0-9 m-th-f-cka
one thing to do get money m-th-f-cka

i pulled off like na, na, na, na, na, na
they would of tried some bullsh-t but a n-gga had the blamer
they only got me ’cause they caught it on a camera
they wanna ball but they ain’t got no stamina

they said d-mn man, you lookin’ like pac
i said, nah not alive, man i’m lookin’ like jones
besides i put money on your skull and bones
and keep it low, watch what you say up on those f-ckin’ phones

touch down and getcha -ss hung the f-ck up
just like a bunch of clothes
hey, ma we stretch work like you touch your toes
and in the middle of july we got that summer snow

i got ’em snowboarding in august and i love a pretty b-tch
but the porsche look gorgeous
harlem is one big ski slalom, i guess the hill is like the swiss alps
we bring them whips out

we gettin’ money like na, na, na, na, na, na
waitin’ at the flash throwin’ money at the cameras
twin turbs out speeding with the scanners
breeze past the cops screamin’ na, na, na, na, na, na

we gettin’ money like na, na, na, na, na, na
lookin’ at my -ss don’t you wish he had a camera
we gettin’ money like na, na, na, na, na, na
drop top at the light screamin’ life is good

if there’s money on my head i hope they got a receipt
cool your old -ss off ’cause it’s hot on these streets
i got dogs and they not on a leash
so you hope you understand, do you copy, capesh?

at this point i don’t think they could take it
sharks in the water they won’t make it to safety
and even though that we been gettin’ cake
and now the money taste sweet like pastry, they hate me

now tell me how i look
would you rather live life like me or by the book?
sheesh, we are what we are
make the wrong move will put your f-ggot -ss in the er

flat line if it’s red apples fallin’ hit me on the bat line
i’m back for mine some more black flyin’
the flyest n-gga you know that got a knack for crime, na, na

we gettin’ money like na, na, na, na, na, na
waitin’ at the flash throwin’ money at the cameras
twin turbs out speeding with the scanners
breeze past the cops screamin’ na, na, na, na, na, na

we gettin’ money like na, na, na, na, na, na
lookin’ at my -ss don’t you wish he had a camera
we gettin’ money like na, na, na, na, na, na
drop top at the light screamin’ life is good

and what you do n-gga?
i cop cars out the future, pocket so fat like raspusha
i think i’m gettin’ used to lifestyle rich and conspicuous
chicks want to get with us, the feds takin’ fl!cks of us

they all know i put on for harlem
tell rich broadway i took it up another level
i took 80, blew it on a beezle
bought the new fiskar, flew it through the ghetto

the definition of opulence
the jewels drippin’, we droppin’ on top and poppin’ sh-t
who would think that this kid from the projects
get his neck so cold you would think he’s lethargic

the wrist look like hypothermia set in
pick a club night that the burner don’t get in
we pop champagne until the club let out
i drink and i f-ck and then i p-ss a n-gga rent out

we gettin’ money like na, na, na, na, na, na
waitin’ at the flash throwin’ money at the cameras
twin turbs out speeding with the scanners
breeze past the cops screamin’ na, na, na, na, na, na

we gettin’ money like na, na, na, na, na, na
lookin’ at my -ss don’t you wish he had a camera
we gettin’ money like na, na, na, na, na, na
drop top at the light screamin’ life is good

you know the rules n-gga? fly high or get flew over
roll with us or get rolled over, ain’t nothin’ change
just the decimal point m-th-f-cka, you get the point?
money, money, money, don’t make dollars, don’t make sense
f-ck you n-gga, suck a d-ck too, jones

- jim jones

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