d mac - imma lyrics
(talking)
oh yeah we getting money n-gg-…believe that..d-mac!! tell
them we need more bottles over here asap..
bridge:
ay, i got a pocket full of paper, whole lotto swag
doing my thang thats why all these n-gg-s mad
imma do my thang, imma spend lute
let me goon’ and tell these n-gg-s just what imma do
chorus:
imma get money, imma f-ck hoes
imma do it big like a real n-gg- spose
imma do my thang, imma spend lute
let me gon’ and tell these n-gg-s just what imma do
imma, vibe with the thugs
imma, show out in the club
imma, make these haters mad
imma, show the ladies love
imma, blow a lot of cash
imma, stay forever fly
& imma stay this way until the day a n-gg- die ay
(d-mac) verse 1:
walk into the club, b-tches know my name
just like jay z money aint a thang
screaming brownsub, yeah thats where i hang
i was getting plenty money way before the fame
b-tches on my d-ck, n-gg-s on my d-ck (f-ck em)
got that hater killer on me extended round clip (bust em)
took ten stacks went and bought the mall out
got another 10 now its time to ball out
timbos, brim low, him so way
aint another n-gg- like him no way
i get that pay, get that gap
let them n-gg-s hate what i do aint finna stop
i’m still in v.i.p, standing on the couch
probably finna leave and take your wifey to the house
thats what i’m about, yeah n-gg- imma
get alotta commas, hit n-gg- babymamas
chorus:
imma get money, imma f-ck hoes
imma do it big like a real n-gg- spose
imma do my thang, imma spend lute
let me gon’ and tell these n-gg-s just what imma do
imma, vibe with the thugs
imma, show out in the club
imma, make these haters mad
imma, show the ladies love
imma, blow a lot of cash
imma, stay forever fly
& imma stay this way until the day a n-gg- die ay
(d-mac) verse 2
walkin through the club, b-tches scream my name
just like j.d money aint a thang
ball outta control, that aint finna change
tell them bustas hating to shut up and do the same
get a lot of figures, yeah i be that n-gg-
imma chuck the deuce go ahead and take a picture
imma, bad b-tch getter
imma, henn dog sipper
imma, dollar bill flippa
imma, dade county n-gg-
you know who i be, yeah you know who i be
on a pill with a long island iced tea
im in my vibe, in my zone, b-tch i’m getting live
i’m spending hood cash, got a hood swag
girls yelling gon’ on with yo hood -ss
im living hood fab, n-gg- imma
get a lot of commas, hit n-gg-s babymamas
chorus:
imma get money, imma f-ck hoes
imma do it big like a real n-gg- spose
imma do my thang, imma spend lute
let me gon’ and tell these n-gg-s just what imma do
imma, vibe with the thugs
imma, show out in the club
imma, make these haters mad
imma, show the ladies love
imma, blow a lot of cash
imma, stay forever fly
& imma stay this way until the day a n-gg- die ay
bridge:
ay, i got a pocket full of paper, whole lotto swag
doing my thang thats why all these n-gg-s mad
imma do my thang, imma spend lute
let me goon’ and tell these n-gg-s just what imma do
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