Where My Money
Chris Travis
2:43Waterboyz on deck, bitch From LA to Memphis, bitch Let's get it Never asked a nigga for a handout 'Cause all this young nigga do is stand out Boy, you better get your money 'cause I'm banned out Lightin' blunts in the club, I got band out Boy, I'm runnin' shit and I don't even live here Fuck your favorite rapper nigga 'cause I'm still here And all these badass bitches wanna chill here Let the Bud Light like ice-cold beer Bitch, the colors in my eyes always red, white, and green White for the bitches and the red makes bleed Green for the money and the high-grade weed Hang a nigga from a field, don't tryna play me They can't understand why these niggas hate me 'Cause I'm the best killin' shit, lately Bitches from the island say, I'm wavey Bust a nut inside her and tell that bitch, save me She say that she want some mo', pick that shit up off the flo' Baby, I can make you go to a place nobody knows All my niggas round me though, catch me ridin' up, T-Bow Hit my line-up, we gon' slide up, got your ho givin' head in a pile-driver She always wanna pillow-talk, never change, I'm like defaults Ion gotta pay your costs, smokin' blunts, drinkin' Voss Made myself a fuckin' boss, now these niggas wanna talk Didn't fuck with me when I was down buyin' clothes from Ross The money fallin' down, they say it's our time They standin' up in line, just to see me rhyme Waterboyz for life, don't get shit fucked up You think we soft? We'll turn your ass into a drinkin' cup, bitch Her body fall down, the money come down Strip in the town, I wanna see you now Her body fall down, the money come down Strip in the town and I wanna see you now Yeah, bitch, I'm never done Fuck the police, walk around with a drum Like I'm in a band, nigga, where the fuck you from? East Memphis, nigga, I don't take shit from nun And I'm stingy like I got the last piece of gum Your girl a slut, boy, you need to leave her alone I know I'm hurtin' feelings when I make these songs But your girl like my voice on monotone Yes, I see where you wanna be, we can go across the seas Fuck each other in-between, lay her back, get redeemed By the lights comin' through the screens If you want it, then we can make you sing, bitch