Fergie
Fergie - It Ain't Nothing songtekst
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[Fergie] Hey, hey (Whoo-ooh!) Hey, hey My mic sounds nice (check one) My mic sounds nice (check two) My mic sounds nice (check three) Hey, what'cha gonna do when I step in the room? Betcha y'all ballers gonna rock to the tune Betcha y'all ballers gonna rock to the tune Get down to the beat and rock to the tune What'cha gonna do when I step in the place? Bet you errbody gonna rock to the bass Bet you errbody gonna rock to the bass I, I get money all day, baby Like it ain't nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Spend that money, baby Like it ain't nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' All day, all day, baby Like it ain't nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Roll up in the ghost, baby Like it ain't nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Not, not a, not, not a damn thing, swimming in green Diamond on the neck, got a diamond on the ring Cash rules everything around me, cream Dolla, dolla bills all around me, me I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast I didn't mean to roll up to the club in the ghost I didn't mean to pull out a bottle of the mo Do the champagne shower spread, spraying on the clothes I didn't mean to hurt 'em, I didn't mean to kill 'em I didn't mean to make 10, 20, 100 million And ever since I made it, I been murdered on the ceiling I know why they be hatin', cause I be [] And now I'm cold, cool and cold, chilling like a villain They feeling my diamonds, the gold on my grillin I smile like I swallowed a jeweler I'm ill and I'm sick with the paper my bank keep on filling, uh What'cha gonna do when I step in the room? Betcha y'all ballers gonna rock to the tune Betcha y'all ballers gonna rock to the tune Get down to the beat and rock to the tune What'cha gonna do when I step in the place? Bet you errbody gonna rock to the bass Bet you errbody gonna rock to the bass I, I get money all day, baby Like it ain't nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Spend that money, baby Like it ain't nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' All day, all day, baby Like it ain't nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Roll up in the ghost, baby Like it ain't nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Not, not a, not, not a damn thing, swimming in Lou Swimming in fashion, gotta stay cute I kill 'em if I show 'em my birthday suit I kill 'em when I roll up in my Merce' Coupe I don't mean to show off, I don't mean to floss I don't mean to be the head chick and the boss I didn't mean to buy up the whole damn bar I didn't mean to spend it like what, what it cost? I didn't mean to whip out the keys to the city I didn't mean to dress so fresh and pretty I'm talkin' 'bout my ladies, rub on your pretties Yeah, I said it, rub on your pretties Ladies, rub on your cuties Yeah, honey, I said it, rub on your cuties Don't mean to hang with these ladies with booties We loud and we crazy like we in a movie What'cha gonna do when I step in the room? Betcha y'all ballers gonna rock to the tune