Mansa Musa
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Back on my bullshit I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch Even though I's the king, I stay hood rich Mansa Musa, gold jewelry Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, go two piece Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin' All they do throw shots at the king, it's foolish It's Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch! Uh, my money, money Pocket so dummy That mean my money so sick, I might just cough up a hunnid Rich girl in me own time zone, f*ck whoever Shit, you gotta love me Now if you owe me mine, better run it A hunnid miles and runnin', yeah, I'm comin', still gunnin' Shit that we be on, you could hate it or love it And if I said it, then I meant it, mother fucker, who want it? Now I've been on some different shit lately Like I need to dumb it down for this hip hop scene Can only come around for this type shit here If I have to bust around, it's on the hits, my dear Now what we gwan do with all these hits over here? Go up in smoke when I disappear, reappear Hah, I'm just bein' sincere Boss shit, how we do it? Crack music, top tier, nigga Shut it down, my nigga, chill We could see right through that bullshit, you pussy, nigga, we could tell Better believe my product sell Made a billion off my bullshit and did it, nigga, high as hell Overachiever, nigga, I excel If my name is on this mother fucker, better believe the stock's up Professional winners around us Better fly, leave the buildin', levitatin' on you mother fucks Back on my bullshit I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch Even though I's the king, I stay hood rich Mansa Musa, gold jewelry Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, go two piece Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin' All they do throw shots at the king, it's foolish It's Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch! Mummy rap, double back, gimmie that Real rich niggas never advertise that Broke niggas always playin' rich, puttin' on an act Whoa, nigga, when your money grow, maybe we could chat But in the meantime, I remain streamlines Back in my ends if ever my money decline I double my wins, now look how my whole team shine Hell no, blow out my dough, I'm tryna keep mine Nigga, f*ck that snow up your nose, it's fuckin' ski time Ho-ho, call up the hoes, it's shoppin' spree time Don't nobody roll in a Rolls Royce where we from So I'm goin' stupid as soon as I get a lil' sum Dumb, they should have never gave you niggas money! Hey, watch your mouth boy You don't ball, boy You don' maxin' out credit cards, boy I'ma cash cow, you a hog wart Tell you anything, you would fall for it Get the piece, you don't really want war Why the mean mug? That's uncalled for Now I'm back on my bullshit I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch Even though I's the king, I stay hood rich Mansa Musa, gold jewelry Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, go two piece Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin' All they do throw shots at the king, it's foolish It's Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch!
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Written by: Brandon Paak Anderson, Andre Romelle Young
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