[Phone call intro]
You've reached Fatts, hit me back
Hey there Joey, It's your uncle, You know man call me back. Take your dick out that girl's mouth and call me. I need twenty dollars
[Hook: Joey Fatts]
All we got is one goal, to get more dough
Got a foreign b**h bring that ho to the condo
While we count chips, she make sure she keep a blunt rolled
Never get enough, n***a I need more dough
All we got is one goal, to get more dough
Got a foreign b**h bring that ho to the condo
While we count chips, she make sure she keep a blunt rolled
Never get enough, n***a I need more dough
[Verse 1: Joey Fatts]
All a n***a need is more dough
Front row blowing hella' blunt smoke
Ain't supposed to do this sh** but we don't give a f** though
Cutthroat, man I swear all my n***as cutthroats
If you want that drama bring that bullsh** to his front door
You ain't really 'bout it, what you acting tough for?
All these b**hes 'bout it, they tryna' get f**ed though
I be really outchea', try me you'll get bust on
Boy I'm really cripping, really with the business on a mission, Had no pot to piss in, so I had to grind and make a difference
Now I'm counting digits, in a condo with foreign b**hes
And they all with it, they gon' let all my partners hit it
Thumbing through them Benjies while another blunt is bein' twisted
[Hook: Joey Fatts]
All we got is one goal, to get more dough
Got a foreign b**h bring that ho to the condo
While we count chips, she make sure she keep a blunt rolled
Never get enough, n***a I need more dough
All we got is one goal, to get more dough
Got a foreign b**h bring that ho to the condo
While we count chips, she make sure she keep a blunt rolled
Never get enough, n***a I need more dough
[Verse 2: Joey Fatts]
Remember days I ain't have sh**
Now I'm stuffing bands up in my mattress
f**ing on an actress, a n***a living lavish
Started from the bottom so we hustle with a pa**ion
I show no compa**ion, my momma raised a savage
I been grinding all day, tryna' get this money
Making sure me and my dogs straight
Thuggin' since the pee-wee now my money stack the long way
When you making money you should know these n***as gon' hate, give a f** 'bout what these hoes say
Its all about the dough, I'm all about the dough
Spilling liquor on my floor, lil' b**h you've gotta go
n***as hating from a distance so I got a scope
And I ain't gotta' say I'm 'bout it, they already know
[Hook: Joey Fatts]
All we got is one goal, to get more dough
Got a foreign b**h bring that ho to the condo
While we count chips, she make sure she keep a blunt rolled
Never get enough, n***a I need more dough
All we got is one goal, to get more dough
Got a foreign b**h bring that ho to the condo
While we count chips, she make sure she keep a blunt rolled
Never get enough, n***a I need more dough