Paul Wall - Niice lyrics

[Intro: Quavo] Money comin' in Money comin' in Money comin' in Oh [Verse 1: Berner] I love this sh** Hella d** and sh** Her p**y so tight, made the rubber rip Real D-boy, I got a dub to flip And the coke so clean, I don't cut the sh** I'm young, f** your life I got a hundred lights I got a dirty a** bottle and a cup of ice When it's dry in the city then I up the price Why you got a gun on you if you tuck your ice I take all fifty but one was light When you ridin' like this then you run the lights I'm in the H-Town, I miss Mr. Niice The good die young, you better live your life Now I'm back in the city where the sh** don't stop I'mma blow the house up 'til my sh** get popped My stomach get to hurtin' when the sh** get lost We do the touch down dance when we get it across Two girls in my S-Cla** Twenty pack in the black bag Hundred grand in my backpack Yeah, we get real trap money, f** a rap check Dog, I don't ever wanna be broke again I take two big puffs and I hold it in I'm on the Golden Gate Bridge on my way to Marin I been in the game, I just pray that I win [Hook: Quavo & Berner] [Quavo] Run, run with the burner I'm with Berner Run, run with the bags on me 'Bout to serve 'em Got all these blue Benjimans Yeah, I earn 'em Yeah, I earn 'em [Berner] That money keep on comin' in and comin' in and comin' That money keep on comin' in and comin' in and comin' That money keep on comin' in and comin' in and comin' [Verse 2: Paul Wall] Money on my mind like a pair of shades Grind all week, I ain't slept for days Paper routes, I know many ways I got plenty traffic, no need for weights Stay prayed, get paid, hustler made My money too dirty, I need a maid Broke boys talk down, throwin' shade But real hustlers are never fake High grade twist talk like a braid My money keep comin' like p**n star Tank grip, mine sharp as a blade I got all the game like a sports bar For the money I go real far I gotta get it today, I'm not promised tomorrow Look for it, I don't beg or borrow I'm worried about mine, homie, not about yours Wake and bake and get straight to the cake Never talk down on the next man Never, ever do it for the gram Now I'm stackin' up bread, that's the game plan This light up like an ambulance Satellite plant got my eyes on smell 28k stashed in my pants And I keep my mind on bands, baby [Hook: Quavo & Berner] [Quavo] Run, run with the burner I'm with Berner Run, run with the bags on me 'Bout to serve 'em Got all these blue Benjimans Yeah, I earn 'em Yeah, I earn 'em Yeah [Berner] That money keep on comin' in and comin' in and comin' That money keep on comin' in and comin' in and comin' That money keep on comin' in and comin' in and comin' [Verse 3: Quavo] Money keep comin' in Put it in mattress Not in a pipe though f**in' an actress I'm the new graduate Yeah, that's how we actin' now She want some Cookie, Lean, and Molly Tonight I be pa**in' out I got that flame with me Like I stand on dragon house Remember the back door Trappin' that gas out the boarded house I might supply them ounces Be the pop all in the house Feel like I'm on the mountain I'mma rich n***a No, they can't doubt me [Hook: Quavo & Berner] [Quavo] X2 Run, run with the burner I'm with Berner Run, run with the bags on me 'Bout to serve 'em Got all these blue Benjimans Yeah, I earn 'em Yeah, I earn 'em Yeah Money comin' in [Berner] That money keep on comin' in and comin' in and comin' That money keep on comin' in and comin' in and comin' That money keep on comin' in and comin' in and comin'