paroles de chanson That's a Million - Baby Money

Ayy, Baby, how you wonder I did this shit? It′ll never happen again
Niggas ain't doing it like this, y′all niggas mad
Niggas hate that shit, 3G's, get money, shit don't stop

Don′t let this money change your ways
I′ve been getting ev'ryday
Even when they want a hunnid, nigga I ain′t never change (on my mind)
I'on even rap bitch, I′m just givin' y′all my pain
And it's 3G for life, so I put it on a chain
Tryna fuck me for some fame, so I put her on a game
What's your hood without the name?
What′s so special without the paper?

I ain′t cap to save a hoe, you ain't see me wearin′ capes
I usually fuck first day, you don't see me going on dates
Tell me who you rocking with
I see you with the opposite
It′s 100 on a jury, bitch you know I got the scoop (oh my God)
It's forever with my dog, bitch you know I ride with beasts
If you finally got your turn, boy you better pop your shit
Ugly shot but I hit ′em, all that story, on the ledge
I can fuck her where I want, nigga that is not your bitch
RP's in the crib, nigga, that stop your whip
You keep talkin' ′bout your wrist, nigga that′s not your kit

There was this joke, when I lost mine then I made her feel it (ain't it funny?)
They was lame when they came around then I made ′em killers
All my niggas up that shit, ain't no competition (fuck your shit)
Ten niggas worth a hundred, nigga that′s a million
A thousand bother too much nigga that's a billion (uh-huh)
Ev′rybody up that shit, nigga that's the realest
See that black truck behind me? Niggas that's the killers
We a turn you boys to zombies, ask them niggas

I got 30 on my neck, I put a Rollie on my bitch too (that′s facts)
Ayy, I put a carti on my wrist too, fuck a pitbull
I just bought my bitch a CS2
A hunnid thousand ev′ry pay, I make big moves (oh, my God)
Nine-to-five service, think tough, got your bitch open (ah-huh)
20 on the set, that's what you call a rich roll
Two bitches dog fightin′, I want my girl (oh my God)
We are married to the grind, I'on rock no riffraff

You asked when I was runnin′ the D? It's this
We ain′t rockin' no more Plain Jane's, it′s booked, done
Nigga ain′t gave me shit, don't give a fuck
I see a million up in my future, ain′t givin' up (oh, I need that)
I fell in love with makin′ this cheese, can't get enough
Soon as these niggas make ′em some cheese, they get some bust
Just to remind you, we all came from the bottom, let's live it up
Back to the crib and I made the bitch swallow, ain't wanna fuck
Give me money

There was this joke, when I lost mine then I made her feel it (yeah)
They was lame when they came around then I made ′em killers (ah yeah)
All my niggas up that shit, it ain′t no competition (fuck your shit)
Ten niggas worth a hundred, nigga that's a million
A thousand bother too much nigga that′s a billion (and it gone)
Ev'rybody up that shit, nigga that′s the realest (that's my mama)
See that black truck behind me? That′s the killers (they gon' kill you)
We a turn you boys to zombies, ask them niggas (give me money...)