young nudy - brussel sprout lyrics
[intro]
oh, you gon’ cook it? oh, you gon’ cook it just like that? (coupe, d+mn)
that’s what you doin’? that’s what you doin’? you cookin’ like that? (d+mn)
that’s what you doin’? that’s what you doin’? you whippin’ like that? (d+mn)
that’s what you doin’? that’s what you doin’? you trappin’ like that? (d+mn)
you want the money for real like me, n+gga, you doin’ all that (uh+huh)
that’s what you doin’? that’s what you doin’? get money like that? (d+mn)
what are they doin’? what are they doin’? they sellin’ like that? (d+mn)
how can i do it? how can i do it? i want me a bag (uh+huh)
you wanna be like me, you gon’ share that cash (tellin’ you)
[chorus]
n+gga pull up on me tryna take my life away, you trippin’ (trippin’)
you tryna take away my millions (millions)
if i die, who the f+ck gon’ spend it? (spend it)
protect myself with this money, i’ma keep on gettin’ it (gettin’ it, yeah)
n+ggas actin’ like big slime ain’t out here winnin’ (what the f+ck?)
when it come to score, boy, who be spinnin’? (yeah)
don’t be an opp, your ass be finished (ass be finished)
you get some money, stay up in your lane ’cause i be comin’, spendin’ (comin’, spendin’)
big bank take lil’ bank, you with it (yeah)
watch your back, your folks’ll get it (folks’ll get it)
type of money slimeball spinnin’
trappin’, makin’ money, dig it? (dig it?)
[verse 1]
i just want some money, so i’m goin’ to get it
sittin’ on your ass, my n+gga, n+gga, you’ll never get it (you’ll never get it)
n+gga wanna touch a hundred thousand, get out the hood or never feel it (never feel it)
sittin’ around and bein’ broke with people is a f+cked up feeling (it’s a f+cked up feeling)
learned how to get my money, i’m finna tell you how i’m gettin’ it (how you gettin’ it?)
i was just waitin’ on somethin’, know they gon’ take me a minute (took me a minute)
somebody walk out the door, know i’m walkin’ in it (i’m walkin’ in it)
and i ain’t playin’ with these folks ’cause i’m ’bout my business (i’m ’bout my business)
i was so cutthroat when it come to gettin’ it (come to gettin’ it)
can’t tell me nothin’ ’bout your folks, anybody gettin’ it (anybody)
chopper with a motherf+ckin’ scope, man, that’s how i did it
d+mn, you know i had to smoke them folks, that’s just how i’m feelin’ (how i’m feelin’)
[chorus]
n+gga pull up on me tryna take my life away, you trippin’ (trippin’)
you tryna take away my millions (millions)
if i die, who the f+ck gon’ spend it? (spend it)
protect myself with this money, i’ma keep on gettin’ it (gettin’ it, yeah)
n+ggas actin’ like big slime ain’t out here winnin’ (what the f+ck?)
when it come to score, boy, who be spinnin’? (yeah)
don’t be an opp, your ass be finished (ass be finished)
you get some money, stay up in your lane ’cause i be comin’, spendin’ (comin’, spendin’)
big bank take lil’ bank, you with it (yeah)
watch your back, your folks’ll get it (folks’ll get it)
type of money slimeball spinnin’
trappin’, makin’ money, dig it? (dig it?)
[verse 2]
do a show, then one more— (ooh, that’s a lot of money)
ooh, that’s a lot of money (ooh, that’s a lot of money)
walk in, do a show, a fifty ball, you know i go crazy
remember i was gettin’ a five, i do a twenty just to walk in
cameras up, these b+tches stalkin’, see a n+gga ballin’
d+mn, i remember i was thinkin’ ’bout it when i made “trapaholic”
i’m on them xans, i’m on the lean all day, that voice is steady callin’
i was so f+cked up, didn’t have sh+t, but i felt like i was ballin’ (i was ballin’)
kept my pistol, i wasn’t worried ’bout no n+gga, them gangsters talkin’
d+mn, i ran it up, i’m out the hood, it’s just a gangster ballin’ (ran it out the hood, it’s just a gangster ballin’, and i’m finna call it)
yeah, it’s just a gangster ballin’ (and i’m finna call it, haha, f+ck they talkin’ ’bout?)
[chorus]
n+gga pull up on me tryna take my life away, you trippin’ (trippin’)
you tryna take away my millions (millions)
if i die, who the f+ck gon’ spend it? (spend it)
protect myself with this money, i’ma keep on gettin’ it (gettin’ it, yeah)
n+ggas actin’ like big slime ain’t out here winnin’ (what the f+ck?)
when it come to score, boy, who be spinnin’? (yeah)
don’t be an opp, your ass be finished (ass be finished)
you get some money, stay up in your lane ’cause i be comin’, spendin’ (comin’, spendin’)
big bank take lil’ bank, you with it (yeah)
watch your back, your folks’ll get it (folks’ll get it)
type of money slimeball spinnin’
trappin’, makin’ money, dig it? (dig it?)
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