T-bone - Sean Combs lyrics

[Intro] [Hook: T Bone] Getting it in, My Zone Walk into the bank like it's my home Trapping like a b**h I got two phones All this money in my pocket feel like Sean Combs Sean Combs, Sean Combs Counting all this dirty money feel like Sean Combs Trapping like a b**h I got two phones All this money in my pocket feel like Sean Combs [Verse 1: T Bone] I'm trying to flex, in the club we trying to flex My n***as next, b**h n***a my n***as next Cut that check, we can talk if you can cut that check Show me respect, all I want is my damn respect b**h I'm balling, f** is you saying Getting money's number one So we ain't tripping off you hating Hit the mall, b**h we cashing out Drink until we pa**ing out Wake up then do it again, now I'm in your b**h mouth Go, man you n***as getting no paper If your girl eye balling, best believe a n***a will take her You can have her back I don't date her I don't own a cape, I don't save her And I guess we on top, cause all my old hoes is haters Boy you f**ing with my team, You get jumped like a hurdle Plus it's not suspenders on but two straps, Steve Urkel Promise Bone gone too feed his n***as Cause my n***as riding with me So they getting money with me Do all numbers, expect fifty [Hook: T Bone] Getting it in, My Zone Walk into the bank like it's my home Trapping like a b**h I got two phones All this money in my pocket feel like Sean Combs Sean Combs, Sean Combs Counting all this dirty money feel like Sean Combs Trapping like a b**h I got two phones All this money in my pocket feel like Sean Combs [Verse 2: T Bone] You n***as mad, n***as mad cause we in this b**h No stopping now, counting money we getting rich You can hang that up, n***as pissed ain't doing sh** Don't look at me, I can't help you with your b**h Work, and now we getting paid We was grinding but we couldn't make, But now we got it made We hot n***a, no shade We shining out, no cave My old hoes trying to bug me, but b**h I got that raid Quench her thirst, gatorade And we don't need your help We did this on our own n***a Couldn't wait on no one else These n***as looking for hand outs You can get that somewhere else So S.M.G. to the d**h of me, can't f** with no one else And we made it too the top And ain't no way we coming down All them hoes who did me wrong, hope them b**hes see me now Cause I'm balling on these n***as And even more on these hoes These broke n***as they hate us Cause they ain't getting no paper [Hook: T Bone] Getting it in, My Zone Walk into the bank like it's my home Trapping like a b**h I got two phones All this money in my pocket feel like Sean Combs Sean Combs, Sean Combs Counting all this dirty money feel like Sean Combs Trapping like a b**h I got two phones All this money in my pocket feel like Sean Combs