a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

tony shhnow - still tippin lyrics

[intro]
(don’t play wit’ him)

[chorus: tony shhnow]
i love the money like i love strippers
i said “if it don’t make no money i ain’t f+cking with it”
i told you “you could have it all, you just gotta’ work”
perfect yo’ craft, get off yo’ ass, just show em’ what you worth
before you tell a lie you better look me in my eyes
if you fake just tell me now so when it hit won’t be surprised
i’m addicted to the money, i wake up my fingers itching
my wrist 360 but we still 4 tippin’

[verse 1: boofpaxkmooky]
what, yeah, still in here trippin’
yeah i still got them digits
i might catch this n+gga slippin’
too many hoes like i’m pimpin’
what, what, what
hope your b+tch don’t f+ck around catch you slippin’
boy you never left the city
[?] pack then get up with it
that’s what your man’s said?
nah can’t even go for it
you wanna’ p+ss off but you had no choice
say you smokin’ loud, it don’t make phewwww
[verse 2: tony shhnow]
they say the loudest in the room make the least money
but i’m on loud and i just ran through a weak hunnid’
my b+tch know i’m with the sh+ts like a weak stomach
i got no reason to lie to you, i’ma be honest
in a jam i let it spit, i ain’t beat boxin’
if you need it then i got it, i been plug shoppin’
i just f+cked this n+gga b+tch and took her rug shoppin’
i got it lined around the city, we ain’t club hoppin’

- tony shhnow lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS