'Catch a Lick' (Money Dance)

Gutta music M wreck A one beats production You want to stunt, and floss on front street The hawk will tear, out your guts, spill out your lunch meat (Eww) You the main vic, they booking' for drugs Niggas starving out here, and you looking like grub Every nigga wants to front, and claim he the plug Till a nigga comes through and hits your brain with a slug And leaves a messy blood stain, that would ruin your rug And if you resist? Blung Blung! (two in your mug) So graphic, closed casket Young boy Marked with the old ratchet (Motherfucker) You know how them killers and them thugs do They will slug you the streets don't love you (Not at all) By now homie, you should've known that Ain no nino browns in this town You a new jack The city is mines And I can still go platinum with the grittiest rhymes And stunt all you niggas with the prettiest dimes M wreck gutta music, we litty this time I'm celebrating life, plus I got a grip. (Facts) I hit the money dance when I catch a lick (What?) I hit the money dance when I catch a lick (What?) I hit the money dance when I catch a lick (Let's go!) I'm celebrating life, plus I got a grip (Facts) I hit the money dance when I catch a lick (What?) I hit the money dance when I catch a lick (What?) I hit the money dance when I catch a lick (Let's go!) If it's beef, then I'm blam min' with the wesson Everybody out here, scamming and finessing Who can you trust? Don't mistake love for lust Y'all can all get toughed when the slugs go bust Especially when niggas know you're the plug and such You know jux bound to happen if you slippin" or you lackin" I'm gripping on the maten Ready for the action Shots will make you breakdance and have you do a backspin I got more kicks than karate flicks (Crazy legs) My whole team pushing Maserati whips You're on I.G liking thotty pics Shorty pocket broke, but her body thick These hoes's only good for back twisting She don't look the same in person she's cat-fishing You hustling backwards, I trapped different I'm getting to it, those bands, I ran through it Nigga out here, living his best life Getting big bags, wiping jags the S type In and out the leans, did a buck on that turnpike Live a luxury life 'till I sleep with the worms Right? (Never!) I'm celebrating life, plus I got a grip I hit the money dance when I catch a lick I hit the money dance when I catch a lick I hit the money dance when I catch a lick I'm celebrating life, plus I got a grip I hit the money dance when I catch a lick I hit the money dance when I catch a lick I hit the money dance when I catch a lick Everyday we grestling This for the grestlers And the female hustlers We're getting to it baby Gone