Lyrics CARDBOARD - Original Mix - Chris Jenkins

See thats′ what you got to do baby
Do like the whores do honey
And you can wind up
With the minks and the diamonds and the furs honey
It's you girls own fault
To let your man run around like this
See you think cause you got a lil piece of paper
And a whole bunch of kids
You think you got it made

Man I′m probably the reason why these niggas still eating(Eating)
Get Cole on the phone
Man we need to have a meeting(Dreamville Records)
Yeah I hear that shit they putting in the streets and
I must admit ya raps they decent
But decent ain't gone get you out them bleachers
Bitch I'm in the game wit it
I ain′t went gold yet but I made a lil change wit it
We the weirdos so we act a lil strange wit it
I been doing this since 98
We bout to make a movie no Lions Gate
It′s all about them dead presidents like Lorenz Tate
You know I'm gone kill it don′t forget the yellow tape
All it takes is one take then it's lights camera action
I′m a legend Michael Jackson
This is way deeper than rappin
Slymm hit my jack and told me I was slackin
I got back to my mackin
Like you know what time it is America's most
Everybody and they mama say
Well, Carolina got talent
But fuck that shit I done graduated
And I done turned my talus(Next level shit)
Can′t sit back I get up and go hard without Cialis
I took a trip down to Dallas man that bitch beautiful
They tried to box me in like a cubicle
But I'm so hands on like your baby mama cuticles
In other words I'm the boss
In other words I got the sauce
I′m running laps these other cats on exhaust
And you ain′t really out they if you never took a lost
Real hustlers know what up doe
If we got a problem you can catch me at your front doe
Waiting on it like its free lunch bo
I got the juice no punch bowl
I call the shots I'm the principle
Money over everything the principle
Hit the plug that′s a give and go(Swish)
Making money in my sleep that's residuals
You ain′t getting money nigga that's so pitiful
Man Chris ain′t shit oh really though
Mama taught me neva have too much pride
Streets taught me never let shit slide
And when its time for war I hope you down the ride
Cops killing kids we about to light it up like it's 4th of July
And they told me I was free I guess the jokes on me
Cause you lied
TVG Whoo