Lyrics Three's Company - Fredo Santana , Gino Marley

I get the chips and I'm going
Wake up it look like it snowing
Coffee cups started my morning
No coffee that lean what I'm pouring
Fuck around sleeping in foreigns
Wake up by beach in the morning
Them trips in love with the trips
That cash in love with the drip in love with the flipI swear that money I get, I swear that money is it
Put that on the road,
I swear I double that shitI ain't caught then we took a risk
But I take a loss it lost
But shit it come with the shit I shit and I whip
Fuck around fuck up my wrist
Fuck around fuck up the dish ain't that bought a bitchI see it I hog it for air and then I go get
The cash I'm loving the shit, in love with the shits
Or am I in live with the shitsI question myself and I ain't in live with no bitch
Nah I ain't in live with no bitch
Pass her to my brothers
Yeah on to my brothers
One love for all thats love for another
My brother,
My brother
Yeah on to my brothers
Pass her to my brothers
Yeah on to my brothers
And ain't shit change, lil nigga never gone changeI work see the work in my face, see the work in my paceLet a nigga walk in my placeI work sell work for the great and the money I chase
Taxing take crashing foreigns she matching my gun everything automaticBack to the trap, roach in the cabinet dope in the glasses I manage
But a nigga do well, all night making sells from a bag to a bellIn the water like a well, got a clip full of shells and a phone full of sells
Talking money do tell, but the money won't tell each client gotta tell
Each card got a drill
Wish a nigga would tell or a bitch would yell
Whip the work 'till its pale, then put it on a bitch then send her through the mail
Then I question myself should
I put trust in this bitch
Should I trust her with the shit
Should I trust her with the shitI question myself and I ain't in love with no bitch cus she die she don't come with that shit
Put that on my brothers