d.r. da rula gucci, fendi, prada şarkı sözleri

I just want some profit, momma call me prophet My lil baby call me papa, I got plans on my noggin Talking crazy, If that nigga out his head they hit his noggin When you up they wanna top you, they gone hate you cannot stop it My ole lady simple, she don't want no Gucci Fendi Prada Real love don't cost a dollar When you got money you got options Got no money, you not popping Niggas cap and call it honest Brodie like you childish cause I start and finish problems I cant go broke again, you won't catch me without 1000 dollars I told her I'm lazy, if I hit it bae you gotta ride it Fake nigga can't look into my eyes because it's shit he hiding Nigga wipe his nose talking bout slime let's see if he sliding I just want respect, power, and Michelle Obama Im gone smoke this wood to the face, don't want no cappers round me I'm the emperor, I feel like Kuzco, I spit like a llama I ain't never lied, she say I know boy put it on yo momma I put in on my momma Stick and stones will prolly break my bones but words a never stop me I'm a skinny as lil nigga why she say I'm cocky Let's get in the ring, I got gloves, me and that pussy boxing You don't want no fucking problems I was good at math back in school so I'm gone fucking solve it I get on the muthafucking beat and I just go retarted Dog get on the muthafucking beat and he just sound retarded Shit don't get me started Niggas talking shit, the bars garbage but the beat was harder I ain't gone cap like I be eating, I'm a starving artist Pace yourself nigga when you ain't racing you gone win regardless Count yo blessings before they tap yo pockets Play me like a game that's gone get a nigga touched like Bop It If he say my name in a song I hope he talking proper Nigga rich as f*ck but broke as hell cause they ain't got no knowledge I just want some profit, momma call me prophet My lil baby call me papa, I got plans on my noggin Talking crazy, If that nigga out his head they hit his noggin When you up they wanna top you, they gone hate you cannot stop it My ole lady simple, she don't want no Gucci Fendi Prada Real love don't cost a dollar When you got money you got options Got no money, you not popping Niggas cap and call it honest Brodie like you childish cause I start and finish problems
Sanatçı: D.R. Da Rula
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 2:29
Toplam: kayıtlı şarkı sözü
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