Search results for 'she works hard for the money dvd by donna summer' Page #197

I woke up to the smell of money
I'm in search of the stench
The whole game been sleeping on me now I'm back for revenge
I've been waiting to dunk

bags under my eyes I'm up too long
Money bags under my eyes I work too hard

[Chorus]
Nanana na na yeah (Ayy)
You know I adore you (Momma)
You know I

mount to shit
The begotten since, ever since
Poseidon water my brain if I give her head she get wet
And the watch is blinded by gliss
Up from these

I know you see me shining from a mile away Just look at my watch, diamonds in your face
Cost four digits talking light pay,
I work too hard not

Wtf Neegee what it do
Judge try to give me 15 but I beat the case by doing woo
Hard work but I made it thru
Hot head so I’ll shoot at you
Still

don't wanna be like damn my dreams were right there
Just think of mama and how she had to work
How she worked so hard but was treated like dirt
Can't be

you well

The scent is new Chanel
She taken by the smell
We dont do wedding bells
But, Hell

Yeah

She could get a ring if she buss it
30 pack, Run it

watch your mouth nigga ya' never know what you summon
It been too long, way too long, see I been running
Gotta' flight, go out for Vegas she tryna' see

back to you
Got my bands up 
I could never get enough 
But it's not you
Money don't make up for love 
It's never enough for me 
Can't make up the time I

that you’re holding 
You see the bigger picture yeah the whole thing
When you work hard enough then you get trophies
I be on the come up with my whole

beef cuz y'all ain't rich enough, you niggas clicking up
My bitch steady bugging she see all this money
Help me count this shit
Niggas fraud ain't neva

everybody want it
But nobody wanna spar first (O oh)
They just want the star first
They don't want the hard work
They don't want that pressure
Make

I break out, but stay with the lotion
The motion is crazy, cause I'm just coastin
Met your bitch at the beach, by the ocean
Said she had a man, but

gon' finally turn But I still got a lot of respect for her
They shot me in the water, I was drying down
My mom, she's the best believer, I know it means

Drugdealing

Necro

Street Villains, Vol. 1

the streets, do some of the devil's work, then murk
It feels good son, it's great to scheme
It's all dirty money so wash your hands after you calculate the cream

First verse an I feel good
Work hard now yea yea I'm out the hood
An I feel like I need a paper plane cuhz 
Ya not don't fly with back woods
Lighting

and clutching blitz
High profile I can't go for shit
Burning mac, bitch who you with
F double N F ain't never switch
Money don't make you change
It's different

Hella frustrations so hit the meditation in the halls
And they think I'm Buddhist nigga
And I like some big titties like she work at Hooters nigga
And I

You're doing the very best that you can, yes?
So, stop being hard on yourself
You got to take things one day at a time, day by day, step by step
You

myself
Found the truth bout the Messiah
Now I got spiritual help
Kept that black flag by my side I wore it like a belt
I know Yashaya died for me, so I

on your own
Tell a bitch Bye Felicia
If she can't buy the reefa
This ain't no mothafucking charity
And I don't work for fema
All my diamonds real clarity

Ghetto Mindstate (Can't Get Away)

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine

2007

we got cheap yay (holla)
My niggas on lock, they called me on three way
The hood hot like a crock pot
Dope fiends cutting yards for a twenty piece

dodging the D's and banging out with the opps 
Just listen
I use to post by them buildings to get my money up (Yup)
My momma use to say baby boy you ain't

in 
For the win
2019 we finna rage 
You can see the madness in my face
Hard work er day
Can you feel the breeze
As i vent
A man struggling to reach