Crooked I - Pocket Full Of Money lyrics

[Verse 1] (Go In) I send a 100 pounds out of town, still I rep the west turf I'm about to make my whole coast put on a fresh shirt Hustler music, export expert If I walk away with more than you, I did the leg work Bread thirst, I ain't thinkin' of nothin' else Hi hater, vibrator, f** ya' self My paper, skyscraper, you're just a elf 5 acres, white neighbours, (OK Bye) I like my music bangin' out of control To all my strippers swingin' 'round on that pole (Let's get it) Yeah, leanin' in my Benz Coupe Yeah, I think your b**h cute Take her out them gym shoes Put her in some sick boots Blow money, spend loot Louis V her swimsuit Hump her and her friends too Dump her when the rent's due You know how us pimps do Diamonds blind your chick's view Icy like a igloo Ask your wifey, it's true Way before them Slaughterhouse boys was with Eminem Had to get that worked out, I ain't talkin' in the gym [Hook] Pocket full of money P-Pocket full of money Pocket full of money (Still I need more) I got a pocket full of money P-Pocket full of money Pocket full of money (Still I need more) [Verse 2] Bag the product up, then we seal it with the vacuum Cost me a 100 racks, but it's coming back soon Do it for a living, on the side sling these rap tunes Cause I'm stil the sh**, (Y-Y-Y'all), welcome to my bathroom I'mma play the stylist, sewing up the block Give photographers the money shot, focus on my guap It's a photoshoot, baby hold this coconut Ciroc (And then)pour it on the rocks (And then) open up your box Cash Over b**hes, that's what my n***as say My chicks say it's Monday, Money Over n***as Day I can't even sleep, gotta grind, man I've been this way All about my business (aayyy) (Let's get it) [Hook] [Bridge] Now lean left with it, lean right with it Lean left with it, lean right with it Lean left with it,(aayyy) lean right with it(aayyy) Lean left with it,lean right with it [Verse 3] Ayo, on the road to wealth, you ain't got no s**as with you Note to self: "Crooked they ain't f**in' with you" Some real sh** I remember to remember If I'm gone 'til November Bet I'll binge in December Outta state plates, n***as put Virginia on the fender Heavy weights on my agenda, don't pretend you a contender And I ain't on tour yet, get it to your door step Need a 100 more, bet I need another Corvette [Hook]