Nine - Jon Doe lyrics

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Nine - Jon Doe lyrics

I make it on the humble, it's marvelous Sippin fine wine and champagne Smokin cannibis, poor folks don't understand this Helicopter rides, first cla** airline flights 50 pairs of nike's, two gold mics A spot in the hills to stash all my bills Givin hookers chills, like ice water drippin down their back I stack paper like flapjacks Macks to protect what i earn My pocket hold the safe combination To the great paper chase, gettin money I learned as a youth from a drug dealer with a gold tooth I was the lookout on the project roof A little shorty out to make somethin outta himself Get the wealth put it on the shelf right next to the silver spoon I never had growin up, what's luck? I never met him, and if i met him, i wouldn't sweat him I'd be out to get him, probably wet him, stick him up Take his whole cash flow What i gotta do to be jon doe? Chorus (x2): Jon doe, middle name money Cream in abundance, thousands of hundreds Cash rules, god's seek the twelve j**els I get 40 below so call me jon doe Everything i desire requires cream This american dream is a nightmare in disguise Nice guys finish last No surprise, life is one big mean streak I seek the fortune comes the coffin very often So i gotta gets mine legal Look out for my n***as with the root of all evil Push comes to shove i rise above nonsense with material Made it this long it's a miracle Whip yourself into shape, get up and fight for yours Die for yours, k** for yours, lie for yours Put your paws on the money like the dog you are Do it for your moon and your star Cause life is a 3 ring circus and i aint no clown I don't find nothin funny livin without money Gimme the wetbacks the green, the cream, the gusto Chorus 2x See that greenback, got my name on it Doggone it, i want it All and then some, and love wet income like i love redrum Everybody wan heaven, i wan dough 24/7 365 annual with the manual instructions Directions for corruptions, what's your function? Save the dumb sh** for jim carrey, and the real love for mary I go on and on like interest, 5% everyday Gotta be payday, no time to slack Keep the monkey off your back Fight for your stack swing like a newjack Why? cause life said so Do what you gotta do to be jon doe Chorus 2x