{Intro}
Lasik, Lasik
Eh
Beats
Woo!
Free the source
C-Biz
Hurricane (Money March X6)
{Chorus}
We dem n***as from SK (gang)
Trappin' was the only way
I'm tryna fill my dinner plate
I chase the money like a race
When you're doing good they start to hate
When the hell will people change?
Try to never trust the fake
That can be an early grave
To these b**hes I'm a (playa)
Watch your missus I might take her
Real n***a not a faker
I count this money when I wake up
I'm in the kitchen like a baker
Imma serve up someone later
Imma take your b**h out shopping
Imma spend some hundreds on her make-up
{Verse}
I know these ladies are freaky
They will tell you that I'm cheeky
I pose with my racks cos I'm cheesy
But it make them wanna beat me
When the police ask me questions
I didn't see nothing I'm Stevey
k**ing n***as we are destined (preach)
High levels we'll be reachin' (preach)
I got suttin' on the way
I got money in the safe
Never playin' with the snakes (Nah)
Talkin' on your squad is gay (f*ggot)
Whippin white girl, Ricki Lake
It ain't dry you gotta wait
Over here everything's real
Don't compare me to the fake
{Chorus}
We dem n***as from SK (gang)
Trappin' was the only way (trapping)
I'm tryna fill my dinner plate
I chase the money like a race
When you're doing good they start to hate
When the hell will people change?
Try to never trust the fake
That can be an early grave
To these b**hes I'm a playa
Watch your missus I might take her
Real n***a not a baker
I count this money when I wake up
I'm in the kitchen like a baker
Imma serve up someone later
Imma take your b**h out shopping
Imma spend some hundreds on her make-up
{Verse}
Flip the food like a pancake
Hit the sales with a handshake (money march)
My n***as got the best work
Tony the Tiger is great (woh, SKRT)
I send the young boy to country
He's gonna keep my trap running (trap)
Hundred b**hes wanna f** me (woh)
And imma touch 30 of 'em (trust)
We score points so f*ck the goal keeper
Don't call up my phone for no reason
We don't bring it back if it ain't right
We rewrote that sh*t make it decent
We got the light like the daytime
And we got dark like the evening
My n***as been trappin' no sleepin'
Came a long way from the precinct
{Chorus}
We dem n***as from SK (yah)
Trappin' was the only way
I'm tryna fill my dinner plate
I chase the money like a race
When you're doing good they start to hate
When the hell will people change?
Try to never trust the fake
That can be an early grave
To these b**hes I'm a playa
Watch your missus I might take her
Real n***a not a faker
I count this money when I wake up
I'm in the kitchen like a baker
Imma serve up someone later
Imma take your b**h out shopping
Imma spend some hundreds on her make-up
Money March (X8)