paroles de chanson Frozone - TMM Ca$h Mani

Spend a hundred benjis bitch I'm never going broke though
Never seen her face I know her head just like a pogo
Sammy used to have the fiends all lined up in the dope hole
I pull up on the scene I'm super icy like I'm Frozone
Sliding like I'm Frozone dripping like a snow cone
You ain't got my number 443 bitch that's my old phone

Went from chasing money to making money
It's different now all the bitches love me can't fuck with basics I'm picky now
Grind to get a different style black and mild with the swisher
Taking pictures with some bitches
They'll never come to my city though like a big thick saditty hoe
Itty bitty she pretty though Ca$h ain't got no picks
If he play the fifty get rid of yo bitch you know
I'm wavy can't take it baby then make a boat
This dick could make her crazy
Just eat it beat it then take it slow
I got her screaming Jesus she say she need to come see the pope
Adidas with the beater I earned my stripes back when we was broke
People say they need us they never needed my ass before
You want to hit my blunt bitch you never weeded my ass before

Spend a hundred benjis bitch I'm never going broke though
Never seen her face I know her head just like a pogo
Sammy used to have the fiends all lined up in the dope hole
I pull up on the scene I'm super icy like I'm Frozone
Sliding like I'm Frozone dope be to the Ozone
You ain't got my number 443 bitch that's my old line

Bitches said they loved me plotted on my ass the whole time
You never let me hold yo gun so bitch don't ask to hold mine
Diamond in the rough you were a treasure lost a gold mine
Grinding in the cold I told my mother that we're all fine
I'm not very picky like different women of all kind height short like dark
Wrist look like a light park pend a hundred benjis slide right in it like a knife sharp
I got plenty bitches I can't stop it cause they all mine
I got plenty watches perfect timing and they all shine
Hard time working every night in the dark times I was on the grind at the wrong time
I was in the streets I graduated at the wrong time baby don't you lie to me
You sounding like you're tongue tied baby girl you got that glow so
Golden like you sun died go against the streets I'm sorry mama but yo son died
Gone away If I look this beat what niggas gonna say
I spit trill shit drill shit real shit working every chance
I get I'm hoping that they feel this cause I

Spend a hundred benjis bitch I'm never going broke though
Never seen her face I know her head just like a pogo
Sammy used to have the fiends all lined up in the dope hole
I pull up on the scene I'm super icy like I'm Frozone
Sliding like I'm Frozone dripping like a snow cone
You ain't got my number 443 bitch that's my old phone 444 bitch that's my old line
You ain't got my number 443 bitch that's my old phone