Belly - Money On The Table (feat. Benny the Butcher) Songtexte
Belly Money On The Table (feat. Benny the Butcher)

Money On The Table (feat. Benny the Butcher)

Belly


Songtexte Money On The Table (feat. Benny the Butcher) - Belly




Nearly half the record amount of cocaine seized last year
Came in one operation, which ended on the 10th of November
Eight hundred kilograms of cocaine were
Discovered and six people charged
I play to win
My old foes tryin' to make amends Just 'cause we got the same
Enemies, that don't make us friends Nothing's makin' sense
I'm watchin' angels send I'm seein' demons repent, for now I play
The fence When I got nothin' left to give, that's when they take
Offense Life through these black shaded tints, Maybach, Mercedes Benz
They came and went like pretend friends and the latest trends
Underdog, fuck a undercard, I'm the main event, uh My body covered
In tattoos and battle scars Made it through the dark, I guess the
Sky was out of stars Late nights, so high We don't say, "Hi," we say
"Safe flight" My energy big, I feel like Frank White Money on the
Table like the poker stars I send your bitch to Vegas where they
Overcharge In the kitchen whippin', culinary I smoke so much I'm
Foggin' up my pulmonary I got two hoes, one a ratchet and one my wife
One I cock before bed, the other I kiss goodnight I know that money
Made y'all soft, not us, I'm still hungry Y'all make enough just to
Pay bills monthly and feel comfy Any bitch I bought a bag for, trust
Me, she carry yay I used to rarely play, now every day is Perrier I
Stood on this ferry late, I was trappin' but barely ate Now I got
Water in my jewelry case like Erie Lake, yeah You know it's money on
The table like the poker stars And I can make you famous when the
Coke dissolve It's hard to trust niggas, they only begin off loyal So
The best advice somebody could give you is get a lawyer Too much
Stress, I was playin' chess with the reaper Million-dollar
Man puttin' rappers in a sleeper I mean this shit's crazy
They say I'm actin' different lately Fool's gold, I swear to
God this shit fugazi In the kitchen, chickens on me whippin'
Gravy And life's a bitch, but baby, that's the bitch that
Raised me Life's a bitch, but baby, that's the bitch that raised
Me Life's a bitch, but baby, that's the bitch that raised me



Autor(en): Ahmad Balshe, Faris Taleb Al-majed, Jeremie Pennick, Richard Jonnas Munoz, Sami Hamed


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