Songtexte Ren and Stimpy - Money Man

My young niggas spinnin' until they get dizzy

I'm keepin' my schedule productive and busy

My bitch, she keep callin', she want her a quickie

I keep me a stick 'cause the block can get tricky

I learned how to shoot when I was ten, that's my identity

I told her, "You got a fat ass and you pretty."

She feelin' that blick when she rub up against me

I'm solderin' whoever goin' against me

Ask all of my exes, they wish they was with me

Threw P's at my partners and told 'em, "Get busy

" This African bitch with me like to get frisky

I'm always on point, I don't drink or get tipsy

He can't hang with The Circle, that boy was too wimpy

Banana clip just in case niggas get chimpy

Used to sack up them zips while I watched Ren & Stimpy

Can't cater to thots, I don't condone no simping

Walk out the bank with a hundred, my limit

Crazy how grown men be actin' like women

Chase CC came with a 60K limit

Damn, I cannot wait 'til I drain it

Gave my lil' bih 5K too to get maintenance

Warrior spirit, I feel like an ancient

Trafficking shrooms in a rental from Avian

I smoke the strongest weed ever created

Louis V strap had 'em drippin' like rabies

He hatin', no scammin', the one that hit paper though

I send them carters to tear up the Gucci store

Bustin' these checks, I ain't got time to do a show

Black and white Charger, it look like an Oreo

Gang full of frosties, you know they be watchin' us

Every day, all day, deposits be poppin' up

Wanna get money with me, let's go chop it up

Strongest, we athletes and rappers come shop with us

Took off a bank, I made 900K that week

Can't miss a dollar, goddamn, I could barely sleep

Niggas still petty-ass robbin', he dumb

Crash out your credit and go get you some funds

751 The count, I was stuntin'

308 Binary trigger and drum

Michael M5 for my down-ass son

They throwin' salt, but they know I'm the one

Crushin' these bitches, I'm feelin' like Pun

Two million cash, that's a hell of a hunt