Ali Vegas

Ali Vegas - That's Nothing lyrics

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(A prince, he's a prince!)
(He's rich, he is rich!)

Everybody wanna be me, but I just wanna be me
(Talk to 'em)

I'm your highness, your highest title, numero uno
Prince of NY and I'm speakin' so that you know
Who can drop the top (on the Benz?)
But not on the Benz, the yacht
The watch that I got
Got Colorado rocks at the top (woooh!)
They want me to stop
Bangin' that I'll cool off, nope I'm too hot
Broads with no bra's, cars with two Rs
Menage a trois, stars and all-stars
We do us, yeah I'll do y'all
Anything with money you know we involved
And I ain't got to spit as hard
Spend my money ignorant, got me a nigga car
We'll bomb around
Matter fact I'm a cop a star to Scott
'Cause it's nothin'

You ever see a million on a wrist
Canary yellow stones, same color as the crisp
(That's nothin')
And I got a parkin' lot
So I don't wanna hear about the whips you got
(That's nothin')
You like stacks in your bra?
Here you go, I was gonna spend it at the bar
(That's nothin')
Man that's nothin' [x3]
Man!

It's nothin' to have 200 on the dash
Pop the car, hop in a yellow cab
Get papercuts from poppin' tags
So I'm a cop the whole 5th Ave
Please don't laugh
What you call savings I call a stash
First come the ass, then come the cash
And big blunts of hash

They try to fade us, but they can't shake us
We make money, the money don't make us
Y'all can hate us, the ho's don't rape us

Big was unbelievable
So I'm a put it down 'til it's inconceivable
Got a sickness that's untreatable
Spent the grip on Storch, now I'm unbeatable
It's nothin'

You ever see a million on a wrist
Canary yellow stones, same color as the crisp
(That's nothin')
And I got a parkin' lot
So I don't wanna hear about the whips you got
(That's nothin')
You like stacks in your bra?
Here you go, I was gonna spend it at the bar
(That's nothin')
Man that's nothin' [x3]
Man!

Hit you in the club and you doin' your thing
Holler out "alphabeta paper" - ching, ching!
That's my set, please don't disrespect
It's nothin' for you and yours to get chin checked (watch your mouth!)
We do this correct
Anywhere I'm at, a man on deck
500 on the wrist, 500 the neck
What that mean to you, a whole lot of dick

They try to fade us, but they can't shake us
We make money, the money don't make us
Y'all can hate us, the ho's don't rape us
We did so well, congratulate us

And now I'm bi-coastin'
Anybody ballin', anybody loc'in'
I don't care though I love commotion
I shit on your indoor pool with a ocean

You ever see a million on a wrist
Canary yellow stones, same color as the crisp
(That's nothin')
And I got a parkin' lot
So I don't wanna hear about the whips you got
(That's nothin')
You like stacks in your bra?
Here you go, I was gonna spend it at the bar
(That's nothin')
Man that's nothin' [x3]
Man!

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