Mase
Mase - Money Comes And Goes songtekst
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Get money, make money Why's it always got to be about some money Ha, ha, ha, ha Cause I was born to have it You satisfied In my life, money comes and goes Money comes and goes Even when it's movin' slow I ain't afraid to spend it cause it comes and goes See the charm is global, the ice on my arm is oval Money stacked in the back like it's Barnes and Noble I know a girl Colorado, half of mulatto Said I was hollow till I bought her a Murado Some call me Ma$e and some call me Dolla Some came to hate and some came to holla Followed by a mode,l I ain't even cop a bottle See me GP and I ain't even hit the throttle Mansion not listed, y'all got me twisted Only young boys shop at the district I hop out of big things rocky wristed Now everybody thinking I'm domestic Uh, grown mine, I need to chrome mine Y'all go lease, I need to own mine I stay so fresh I need my own line So if money involved I need a hundred for mine I know the pros and the cons to the smoking dons See I'm laid in the shade to the Boca rotund And people wanna beat me with they open arms But could it be my Rolls or my frozen arm I'm like whoa man, mind I remember, I fear no man Put chicks on the floor like a slow jam With God on my side I fear no man, I'm deprogrammed It's like I don't really care what another man think Love to spend many so I understand Money in the bank so I understand Excuse me miss your standin' on my mink My rock so big it jams up the sink You can't call me sissy cause my whole hand pink Enough ice in this to make a man blink You think I care about what he think Here we go Now you be the middle man, I'ma be the money man This flow right here, I know you don't understand Power to get wealth, part of the covenant I'm not your man, don't front me about your government Y'all do it y'all way, I'ma do it God's way Forget the house I put a million on the driveway Clothes every spendin' winnin' dressed up in funny linen Grinnin' while I spendin' givin' to men and women Oh we back we cool we friends again And we gonna get some lunch Oh we back we cool we friends again And you ain't seen me in sixty months I know how you stunt, I'm hard to distort You know my face so it's hard to resort Garage, lookin' like a rob report House, one hole away from a golf resort