Check my letter i got christmas money,
I just want somebody i can see
Bout some, but never put out the stout guns
Money is the basis, ain't nobody got patience
I'm a baller, literally
I run for the money
I got money dripping from my pockets.
So i guess that's where i hide my things
Cuz i got in the bag / tell the officer that i'm not to blame
Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again
You're fuckin' with the fifi bag
May just gon' bring hobo back
Don't mean to brag, but i've got the future title in the bag/
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >