Search results for 'get dat money hoe by sean paul' Page #40

the shit now
Big dog talk you likely to get bit now
From mall walks to gold on my wrist now
Like Paul Wall you really need to slow down
From the country but

like macaroni
I be fuckin shawty good got ha screaming holy matrimony
I hold ha by the waist
She get too slipping off the mattress on me
Clap it for me

news and I said fuck it grab that metal nigga
Ain't no hoe i can't give no I can't settle nigga
Come sell yo soul to get dat bag and i'm like never nigga

on 

Being nice bitches
You took all dat wit chu 
No subscription 
But I'm still gone get that issue
U got his baby 
But u still text me I miss u 
If you think

to my nigga Freshy see dem go shy we when we get there
We coming clean though we play dirty
See I'm all up in the booth and am talking to myself
Planning,

yeah
Fuck niggas u lacking so fuck all dat capping you ain't got no muh fucking money
That nigga be talking like he bout that action but he really ain't

te doen
Daarom houd ik het true
En dicht bij mezelf dat doe ik iedere keer
Tis zoals adje zei ik ben de hele meneer
Ja we klimmen hoger op en ik kijk

didn't get no call (what's up)
Just a few lines to pop this hoe off (yuh)
GBC paper paper paper paper chase (paper chase)
Swing it to the left Paul knocked

and I'm steady making plays I been getting money all day everyday
So trip about a hoe sum I could never fade Look up to the sky what a beautiful day Gotta

nigga just thinkin' bout how I'm gonna solve em'
I count up my money, I count by the dolla
You messin' wit me you gon' need you a doctor
My boy in

Intro:

She Poppin she Poppin she Poppin 
Yeahhhh! Boowicked!

It’s some big bootie bitches poppin ass tonight!

Get up on the floor you know you

want a dime from me
She say my money was dirty
Was chopping them rocks in my room and she heard me
Said get that shit out of her house in a hurry
I tried

kno
You might catch me wit some red on
Dont say my name on that damn phone
Nigga you gon get a dead tone
I be in dat red zone
Help make that bitch a red

yea yea
I was trapping out my sock yea yea
Now I’m trappin out the Stu
Boy shit ain’t nun new
Had to get my money up now I’m just running to the blues

doing Shit that I should probably get a medal for
I been running shit ever since my money hit the door
Count up 10 see I den did dat up in aventadors
You

demon's weaknesses
Here's a list of shit that don't matter
Paul Smith on the shirt and almost the same by my bladder
Shit like that would happen if I had

Beekay put shit in a casket
Only winners get put on my team
(No question)
You better win have faith
(Say grace)
Go eat what you got on yo plate
Scars

don't know why
Fountains exotic, they shooting slime (slime)
I go to Paris and get me the Maison Margiela shoes classic edition for mine (Mine)
My money

territorium, marking the spot with the grenade device(Glizzy gang)
Which way you gonna take?
Money way yeah
You know dat ik voor doekoe mijn leven riskeer
350

stepping thru
All my guys wit me be about it yeah they steppers to
Hard DaGod I swear Da God dat Imma god up in this booth

Wuuuweee the gas be wreaking thru

loads
And some brand new gats (Aye)
You were prolly in the room in the back
Tryna get your forty dollars for the cat (Broke bitch)
You the whole hoods

a nigga try and get in my way
Give him the count to five
Put five shots in him
Bitch, you gon' see the news on DomisLive
Since like 17, I been dyin' in all

it
These hoes ain't thinkin bout life
Poppin dat pussy but tryna be wife
Can't trust no bih nowadays they trife
Doin shyt for attention dnt get u

you want dat work we inna streets 
Lets go-go 
New impressionz at the metro 
08 stone soul First song get low 
Let's eat
Yea im still repin northeast