Young Scooter - Word On The Street lyrics

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Young Scooter - Word On The Street lyrics

(performed by Kortney Money (BMG) feat. VL Deck, Dee & Young Scooter) [Verse 1:] Ever since the jet I have my own style Did my own thing sold my own caine What the f** these n***as think? Money not trill? East Atlanta Shawty, boy I'm too real BMG the sh**, we takin over things And I don't wanna hear these n***as mention money name I got a problem with me n***a come and check me then I'mm be right here on this flap, I was born to win I'll say yo a** a dummy in a heartbeat So geeked off this molly I don't even go to sleep I'm chastising n***as bout this f**in paper Kortney Money been a real money maker Don't hear sh** that you said cause you's a f**in faker You was raised around them haters, you don't got no paper n***a that's why you mad, n***a that's why you mad Cause street f**in with me and we getting this cash [Hook: x2] Word on the street – BMG the sh** And ya'll n***as playin but we run this sh** And we taking orders, n***a what you need? Black Migo Gang, yea we run the streets [Verse 2:] Word on the street – VL signed with Scooter BMG we turnt, b**h we rappin but we shooters Everywhere we go I ain't lyin, it's a movie Snap 100 pictures, actin bad on the groupies Truck load situation boy, f** yo re-up Pug out in little school, show you how to pull up BM all the muscle, BMG the power Thumbing through the check, boy I took a whole hour Make hoes break they anckles, you make it rain, I make it shower That astronaut status man, not Austin Powers Word on the street – BMG the sh** And ya'll n***as playin but we run this sh** [Verse 3:] I'm not in the street, I'm in the streets Word is that we're signing with streets Flip birds just like Hermes My diamonds yo can't see They go dumb just like Skreet I cook up, I don't teach Multiply yo salary, That ain't even half for me Got a boat load, got a truck load Got a new plug – that a cargo And I don't have to touch it Once you seein it's already sold BMG in beast mode Swing sweals for a tip-toe Choppa chop yo body Yo best thing is to get low [Bridge:] It don't make dollars, don't make sense Word on the street you just pay yo rent I just thought you ain't know, gotta test this sh** Word on the street – they say it ain't over with Black Migo Gang, we can make some plans We don't sell them A1, we got remix I got plug ties with Columbians I'm black amigo school but the cross the line to Mexicans [Hook:] Word on the street – BMG the sh** And ya'll n***as playin but we run this sh** And we taking orders, n***a what you need? Black Migo Gang, yea we run the streets