Money Making Jam Boys - Look Funny lyrics

[Hook - Dice Raw] Countin' money all the way to the bank Me and my boys just puffing on dank You small time fools try and make a big fuss We just laugh, 'cause you look funny to us [Verse - Dice Raw] They call me Dice, AKA, make it happen Fist co*ktail, Norman Rockwell Get the feet stomping, get the hands clapping Get the heads nodding, get the necks snapping Smile for the camera, when they say action When they say competition, I start laughing Fools say, let's get money, I start relaxing Cause I'm a sure thing, you know, a main attraction Missing link, my fist hit like the kitchen sink I'm too much on my own dick to care what n***as think Besides, I got a whole different vision And these knuckleheads stumble over simple addition And last night I had a premonition You know, something like the Spanish inquisition Decapitations, impalings, lynching The money making jam boy, henchman [Hook:] [Verse 2 - Truck North] No defense when I hit the court No answer for the kid, there's no retort On the real, you probably better off changing sports Under pressure, ya'll pop like a champ' cork It's all champ talk I leave an emcee bloody like kid right before they caught Mr. Clark Getting east side high as a giraffes' ears Bite worse than his bark, pinch like a doberman Uh, the mad men that martyr him Suicide squad put you in the mausoleum Bad b**hes come home, yeah, they follow him Then I'm gone, like the wind, it's on once again Spent a lifetime in the fast lane Roll something good while I'm doing bad things 'Bout nothing if ain't about the money, man The ring leader in the heist on Money Train [Hook:] [Verse 3 - STS] Hold to true & living, follow what I'm doing pimpin' I'm selling dreams, talking hoes out they true religions As I pursue the mission, like a hustler in the kitchen Don't promote selling dope, but I do salute ambition Take no intermissions, 20's on my inhibitions Caddy looking harder than a martyr k**ing Jews and Christians Couple screws missing, a couple tools missing I been k**ing sh** lately, hoping you'd listen Finally came to fruition, got your attention homes Smoking jeffreys, you don't know what type of sh** I'm on Get out the way, my n***a, move your little sh** along The wide body rider, might've seen me in the [Bron?] Or the SS clones, just for the f** of it Speakers blasphemy, cause I don't want to hear the s**a' sh** Trying pop my collar, motherf**ers want to ruffle it STS, I get to the money and then we double it [Hook:]