Pinky & The Brain (feat. Big Whoa the Goat)

I had money on my mind I had to learn from my mistakes How you say that you a boss and you showing up late Watch some nighas give up they ain't have what it take Yeah you had a head start but you took to many breaks Had to hit em with the euro step they all up in my lane You look me in my eyes and lied you know it'll never be the same How can I complain we had to get it how it came Sometimes you got a cheat to pass the test it ain't no shame Ion care how you dress it up you still a lame Lil dogs ball on rookie we playing on hall of fame She just wanted love but sometimes love come with pain Tryna take over the world feel like pinky and the brain Same shit a different day we trying to take it over Shawty talk to much uh huh I tell her bend it over We be stacking chips I got a chip that's on my shoulder Sometimes I wanna spaz out but I keep my composure Heard you missed out on them racks foo Dennis Schroeder Glass half empty now my cup full it runneth over Use her mouth now she got lock jaw and she want me to save I get chewed with my socks on cause I'm just to player In the back seat smoking on candy I want this money now and later You was chasing them hoes all day I was chasing them hoes never They thought that I forgot But I got a score to settle I had money on my mind I had to learn from my mistakes How you say that you a boss and you showing up late Watch some nighas give up they ain't have what it take Yeah you had a head start but you took to many breaks Had to hit em with the euro step they all up in my lane You look me in my eyes and lied you know it'll never be the same How can I complain we had to get it how it came Sometimes you got a cheat to pass the test it ain't no shame Ion care how you dress it up you still a lame Lil dogs ball on rookie we playing on hall of fame She just wanted love but sometimes love come with pain Tryna take over the world feel like pinky and the brain I was in the field I sold bows of the yola I was in the field a real veteran solider Trap phone Motorola I was in Corolla Bitch I'm from the medi ye put you in the toaster He say he a shooter but he shoot the blic with his eyes closed I'm outside in a nigha front yard dressed like a garden nome It's like a bad storm the way I take out the service on his cellular phone Did some dirt with the gang I'ma take it all the way to my tomb stone She lay her head back on the bed I'ma f*ck her face Stamped up check my passport I'm from the medi ye I heard that pussy boy talking he wouldn't dare say it to my face I'm wit mans dem f*ck around find out ride for ye I got a bad lil hood bitch look like ova-lay I ain't seen a barber in like 7 years I give a pussy nigha a bald fade He sweet like yogurt I'll turn that nigha to a parfait I had money on my mind I had to learn from my mistakes How you say that you a boss and you showing up late Watch some nighas give up they ain't have what it take Yeah you had a head start but you took to many breaks Had to hit em with the euro step they all up in my lane You look me in my eyes and lied you know it'll never be the same How can I complain we had to get it how it came Sometimes you got a cheat to pass the test it ain't no shame Ion care how you dress it up you still a lame Lil dogs ball on rookie we playing on hall of fame She just wanted love but sometimes love come with pain Tryna take over the world feel like pinky and the brain