Oola Da Boss - Dat Money Feat. Cap 1 lyrics

CHORUS Everything that she say she won't do I bet she do for dat money Everyday I wake up I hit the trap Gotta get to dat money Cell phone ringing off the hook Yeah it's probably dat money Then I hit the strip club And I let her throw it for me Dat money (repeat 4 times) Cell phone ringing off the hook Yeah its probably dat money Plug on the way said he pulling up to today Bout to bring me back a hundred VERSE 1 (Cap1) When it come to the money f** n***a We ain't playin no games We'll pull up on a n***a broad day Serving yay Mother f**er I'm just tryna get paid Been around the world got a girl in each state Big timer n***a all I do is eat steak Food off the plate n***as getting in the way My shooter trigger happy he go crazy with the K Phone off the chain bout to make another play I can serve it anyway Hard yay Soft yay Got drink got Molly got pills I ain't paying b**h's bills Give her cheap thrills then I'm heading for the hills Stirring up the pot like I'm cooking oatmeal Told him C.O.D I pull up n***a buy it My n***a with the sh** and bout to start a f**ing riot Swag too loud I can't even be quite Gotta addict for the work overnight it I'll fly it I just want the money told him he can keep her I don't need her My new b**h get wetter than Katrina n***a on the ground Left Texas thousand pints in a beamer Do it for the money Do it for the money I bet she do it for the money Put a bag on your head n***a's poppin up dead Cuz they a** ain't keep it 100 n***a I'm gone CHORUS Everything that she say she won't do I bet she do for dat money Everyday I wake up I hit the trap Gotta get to dat money Cell phone ringing off the hook Yeah it's probably dat money Then I hit the strip club And I let her throw it for me Dat money (repeat 4 times) Cell phone ringing off the hook Yeah its probably dat money Plug on the way said he pulling up to today Bout to bring me back a hundred VERSE 2 (Oola Da Boss ) Guarantee it she gone do it for the money See a n***a guok'd up with them big face hundreds Yeah you better watch your step cuz my youngin he a gunner On my Birdman sh** Motherf**er im a Stunna Playboy Trapping out the motherf**ing Hummer Playboy It's about to be a real cold summer Playboy I don't even really think you want it Playboy I got the chopper with the shoulder strap on it Playboy 26 inch forgiatos Playboy on the AMG kit 550 Playboy Lock it all up in the pot Playboy Traffic going up and down the block playboy I'm hot playboy like cash money in the late nineties block is hot playboy Stop playboy You the type of n***a you ain't even really even had a knot Playboy Show you how to do it I can show you how to get it Show you how to pitch it I can show you how to flip it Whipping up the pot straight f**ing up the dishes Birds in the water got the chickens and the pigeons Shorty You ain't really bout it you ain't down to go the distance Ever since I was a youngin motherf**er had to get it Shorty speedballing yeah he finna catch a ticket Put the birds in the water then I counter clock whip it Smokin that strong CHORUS Everything that she say she won't do I bet she do for dat money Everyday I wake up I hit the trap Gotta get to dat money Cell phone ringing off the hook Yeah it's probably dat money Then I hit the strip club And I let her throw it for me Dat money (repeat 4 times) Cell phone ringing off the hook Yeah its probably dat money Plug on the way said he pulling up to today Bout to bring me back a hundred