Ma$e - Commas lyrics

[Hook: Ma$e] I need commas after my commas, commas after my commas I need commas after my commas, commas after my commas I need commas after my commas, commas after my commas, money We ain't talking no bands n***a, we ain't talking no bands n***a We ain't talking no bands n***a, we ain't talking no bands n***a I need commas after my commas, commas after my commas, money I need commas after my commas, commas after my commas We ain't talking no bands n***a, we ain't talking no bands n***a We ain't talking no bands n***a, we ain't talking no bands [Verse 1: L.E.P Bogus Boys] I got polo on my body, but I'm talking ferarri White girl in the party, mary jane won't you meet molly Couldn't feel no better, hunned thous on my sweater n***as say they cold, just a little bit under the weather I mean, you done sh**s y'all leathers, get your sh** together I gave you n***as some time, now I got a vendetta Damn n***as is basic, with the chapagne imported Possoms get arranged and then they get recorded See them diamonds they dance n***a, f**ing up your plans n***a Feel like David Ruffin, cause we ain't talking no bands n***a [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] p**y n***a I hope you loosin sleep That old money still new to me I take a shower with a s**y broad I put a thousand on a debit card Birdman, let me hold a million bucks He gave it to me, didn't even asked for what Yeah, that's how we do ymcmb, yeah Checkin n***as like an ID Commas after my commas, try me n***a that's trauma Find p**y hairs in my vomit I'm the don not Imus, me and them broke n***as We ain't got nothing in common I promise I'll never go broke, and never break that promise [Hook] [Verse 3: Count of L.E.P Bogus Boys] I'm in the hood on defense, my range rover is a v10 Locked up in this county jail, can't post bail cuz it's the weekend Got a pretty lil redbone, I can't wait to sink my teeth in You got guns, we got guns, f** it n***a, it's beef then Yeah boy I got young mula, keep a couple them young shooters We the one we aiming them choppers at My pockets fat like the young Luther Can't afford this j**elry, put that chain towards gratuity Yeah these b**hes know I'm checkin bags Like airport security I got commas after commas, all in that order While you n***as chasing bands like concert promoters [Hook]