Joey Fatts - One Goal lyrics

[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