yeat - stay up lyrics
[intro]
mikey, you ain’t sh-t!
[chorus]
man, this money don’t make sense
but i’m still countin’ these pesos
lately i’m stuck on the bench
but i’m still gettin’ this bankroll
she said, “boy, i wanna have s-x!” (let’s f-ck)
come over, you on the table
i got the gold all on my neck
and i’m still sippin’ this maple (let’s go!)
i’m rockin’ christian dior, and g-star raw
i started talkin’ my sh-t and my sh-t popped off
and i never went broke, only worked one job
i stay with the molly, i got lockjaw
yeah, i’m throwin’ cash, don’t care, cash layup
when i hop on this song, i’m a tax payer
rockin’ too much water while the cats lay up
work hard all night, take drugs, stay up
[verse]
fresh on bud
[?]
run through the bugs, free all my cuz’
they hate it, i see it, n-body show love
if i see 12, what the f-ck, i’ma run
i’m smokin’ exotic, i’m smokin’ on runtz
the money keep callin’, i know it’ll come
so p-ss me the blunt, light it like i’m buzzed
no, i’m not your friend, no, i’m not your cuz’
i’m squashin’ these bugs, i do what i want
she told me, “come bone”, that filet mignon
i’m doin’ these drugs, make me feel at home
could this sh-t get worse? i think i am cursed, wishin’ the worst
doin’ these drugs got me talkin’ and cursin’
man, that booty look better in person
this sh-t hot and sizzlin’, scorchin’
had no money so i made a fortune
spend my money, my money extortion
like a mummy, i’m wrapped up in goat skin
but i know that money make the world spin
smokin’ gas, goin’ up like i’m ghostin’, yeah
smokin’ gas, go up like ghostin’
[chorus]
man, this money don’t make sense
but i’m still countin’ these pesos
lately i’m stuck on the bench
but i’m still gettin’ this bankroll
she said, “boy, i wanna have s-x!” (let’s f-ck)
come over, you on the table
i got the gold all on my neck
and i’m still sippin’ this maple (let’s go!)
i’m rockin’ christian dior, and g-star raw
i started talkin’ my sh-t and my sh-t popped off
and i never went broke, only worked one job
i stay with the molly, i got lockjaw
yeah, i’m throwin’ cash, don’t care, cash layup
when i hop on this song, i’m a tax payer
rockin’ too much water while the cats lay up
work hard all night, take drugs, stay up
Random Lyrics
- jess blaze - non ci piace lyrics
- against the current - closer, faster (acoustic version) lyrics
- dadeputy - bilingual lyrics
- leo - my own money (feat. joey) lyrics
- nikotine - maderna walou - remix daye3 lyrics
- sierra kidd - keine problems lyrics
- oakley black - froze lyrics
- brooklyn michelle - cold lyrics
- claus hempler - jeg drømmer om en sang lyrics
- bilmuri - wave lyrics