Money Long
[00:00.000] 作词 : Darryl Granberry, Jr./Dion Haynes/Sean Momberger/Joshua Parker/Ryan Martínez
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Darryl Granberry, Jr./Dion Haynes/Sean Momberger/Joshua Parker/Ryan Martínez
[00:00.0][Intro: Takeoff]
[00:09.5]OG Parker
[00:09.85][Chorus: DDG]
[00:10.23]Sayin' "free the guys," 'til my homie home
[00:12.96]Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long
[00:15.59]I can't tweak over thots, I got other ho's
[00:17.44]Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose
[00:20.48]He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
[00:22.58]I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up
[00:25.40]Shake that ass, shake that ass, ***** **** it up
[00:27.63]I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
[00:29.87][Verse 1: DDG]
[00:30.23](Boom, boom) Hit his legs watch him walk it out
[00:32.67]You was playin' tough, why the **** you wanna talk it out?
[00:35.38]I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House
[00:37.52]Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out
[00:40.46]Bad *****, she gon throw it back for a bunch of clout
[00:42.78]Nigga say he want some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out
[00:45.39]Rolls Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill
[00:47.78]I was already rich, I ain't really need the deal
[00:50.47]I'ma change her life if I put her in this video
[00:52.84]Flew her first class, she like "Daddy, where we finna go?"
[00:55.37]Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310
[00:57.86]Niggas hatin', sayin' I won't make it, I'm like "Say no more," *****
[01:00.67][Chorus: DDG]
[01:01.23]Sayin' "free the guys," 'til my homie home
[01:03.29]Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long
[01:06.3]I can't tweak over thots, I got other ho's
[01:08.9]Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose
[01:10.79]He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
[01:13.13]I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up
[01:15.87]Shake that ass, shake that ass, ***** **** it up
[01:18.16]I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
[01:20.4][Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
[01:20.64]Shake that ass, shake that bag so you rad, huh?
[01:23.7]Look in the basement on the table, bring all five of them
[01:25.90]keep the next *****, I'm divin' in
[01:28.23]Shot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again
[01:31.3]Judge say I can't drive again, **** I got these whips for?
[01:33.26]Plug just sent me five, but my son just sent me six more
[01:35.66]Boy, I travel with blunts 'cause on my son, you can get smoked
[01:38.28]Pass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans
[01:40.50][Verse 3: DDG]
[01:40.76]I got this weed in my lungs and the shit dope
[01:43.32]Don't bring your ***** 'round me none, she gon' get poked
[01:45.80]She want a nigga with funds, but that ***** broke
[01:48.47]Ain't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though
[01:50.94]Humble as ****, but I know that I'm lit though
[01:53.47]I spent two mill on my crib, that ain't shit though
[01:55.90]I spent a million on whips, still rich though
[01:58.69]I know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, *****
[02:00.77][Chorus: DDG]
[02:01.14]Sayin' "free the guys," 'til my homie home
[02:03.84]Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long
[02:06.57]I can't tweak over thots, I got other ho's
[02:08.56]Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose
[02:11.66]He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
[02:14.0]I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up
[02:16.45]Shake that ass, shake that ass, ***** **** it up
[02:18.46]I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
[02:19.53][Verse 4: DDG]
[02:21.45]Whole lot of ho's tryna get with me
[02:24.14]Straight from the yak, but these foreign ho's feelin' me
[02:26.78]I be ****in' way too much, I'm out of energy
[02:29.17]Or it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries
[02:31.58]Broke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me
[02:33.75]Call me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me
[02:36.43]Hit a nigga ***** and now I got her eyes rollin' back
[02:38.97]Made it out the yak, ain't no ****in' way I'm goin' back, *****
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Darryl Granberry, Jr./Dion Haynes/Sean Momberger/Joshua Parker/Ryan Martínez
[00:00.0][Intro: Takeoff]
[00:09.5]OG Parker
[00:09.85][Chorus: DDG]
[00:10.23]Sayin' "free the guys," 'til my homie home
[00:12.96]Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long
[00:15.59]I can't tweak over thots, I got other ho's
[00:17.44]Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose
[00:20.48]He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
[00:22.58]I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up
[00:25.40]Shake that ass, shake that ass, ***** **** it up
[00:27.63]I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
[00:29.87][Verse 1: DDG]
[00:30.23](Boom, boom) Hit his legs watch him walk it out
[00:32.67]You was playin' tough, why the **** you wanna talk it out?
[00:35.38]I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House
[00:37.52]Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out
[00:40.46]Bad *****, she gon throw it back for a bunch of clout
[00:42.78]Nigga say he want some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out
[00:45.39]Rolls Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill
[00:47.78]I was already rich, I ain't really need the deal
[00:50.47]I'ma change her life if I put her in this video
[00:52.84]Flew her first class, she like "Daddy, where we finna go?"
[00:55.37]Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310
[00:57.86]Niggas hatin', sayin' I won't make it, I'm like "Say no more," *****
[01:00.67][Chorus: DDG]
[01:01.23]Sayin' "free the guys," 'til my homie home
[01:03.29]Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long
[01:06.3]I can't tweak over thots, I got other ho's
[01:08.9]Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose
[01:10.79]He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
[01:13.13]I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up
[01:15.87]Shake that ass, shake that ass, ***** **** it up
[01:18.16]I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
[01:20.4][Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
[01:20.64]Shake that ass, shake that bag so you rad, huh?
[01:23.7]Look in the basement on the table, bring all five of them
[01:25.90]keep the next *****, I'm divin' in
[01:28.23]Shot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again
[01:31.3]Judge say I can't drive again, **** I got these whips for?
[01:33.26]Plug just sent me five, but my son just sent me six more
[01:35.66]Boy, I travel with blunts 'cause on my son, you can get smoked
[01:38.28]Pass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans
[01:40.50][Verse 3: DDG]
[01:40.76]I got this weed in my lungs and the shit dope
[01:43.32]Don't bring your ***** 'round me none, she gon' get poked
[01:45.80]She want a nigga with funds, but that ***** broke
[01:48.47]Ain't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though
[01:50.94]Humble as ****, but I know that I'm lit though
[01:53.47]I spent two mill on my crib, that ain't shit though
[01:55.90]I spent a million on whips, still rich though
[01:58.69]I know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, *****
[02:00.77][Chorus: DDG]
[02:01.14]Sayin' "free the guys," 'til my homie home
[02:03.84]Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long
[02:06.57]I can't tweak over thots, I got other ho's
[02:08.56]Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose
[02:11.66]He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
[02:14.0]I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up
[02:16.45]Shake that ass, shake that ass, ***** **** it up
[02:18.46]I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
[02:19.53][Verse 4: DDG]
[02:21.45]Whole lot of ho's tryna get with me
[02:24.14]Straight from the yak, but these foreign ho's feelin' me
[02:26.78]I be ****in' way too much, I'm out of energy
[02:29.17]Or it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries
[02:31.58]Broke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me
[02:33.75]Call me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me
[02:36.43]Hit a nigga ***** and now I got her eyes rollin' back
[02:38.97]Made it out the yak, ain't no ****in' way I'm goin' back, *****
作词 : Darryl Granberry, Jr./Dion Haynes/Sean Momberger/Joshua Parker/Ryan Martínez
作曲 : Darryl Granberry, Jr./Dion Haynes/Sean Momberger/Joshua Parker/Ryan Martínez
OG Parker
Sayin' "free the guys," 'til my homie home
Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long
I can't tweak over thots, I got other ho's
Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose
He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up
Shake that ass, shake that ass, ***** **** it up
I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
(Boom, boom) Hit his legs watch him walk it out
You was playin' tough, why the **** you wanna talk it out?
I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House
Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out
Bad *****, she gon throw it back for a bunch of clout
Nigga say he want some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out
Rolls Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill
I was already rich, I ain't really need the deal
I'ma change her life if I put her in this video
Flew her first class, she like "Daddy, where we finna go?"
Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310
Niggas hatin', sayin' I won't make it, I'm like "Say no more," *****
Sayin' "free the guys," 'til my homie home
Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long
I can't tweak over thots, I got other ho's
Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose
He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up
Shake that ass, shake that ass, ***** **** it up
I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
Shake that ass, shake that bag so you rad, huh?
Look in the basement on the table, bring all five of them
keep the next *****, I'm divin' in
Shot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again
Judge say I can't drive again, **** I got these whips for?
Plug just sent me five, but my son just sent me six more
Boy, I travel with blunts 'cause on my son, you can get smoked
Pass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans
I got this weed in my lungs and the shit dope
Don't bring your ***** 'round me none, she gon' get poked
She want a nigga with funds, but that ***** broke
Ain't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though
Humble as ****, but I know that I'm lit though
I spent two mill on my crib, that ain't shit though
I spent a million on whips, still rich though
I know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, *****
Sayin' "free the guys," 'til my homie home
Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long
I can't tweak over thots, I got other ho's
Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose
He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up
Shake that ass, shake that ass, ***** **** it up
I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
Whole lot of ho's tryna get with me
Straight from the yak, but these foreign ho's feelin' me
I be ****in' way too much, I'm out of energy
Or it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries
Broke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me
Call me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me
Hit a nigga ***** and now I got her eyes rollin' back
Made it out the yak, ain't no ****in' way I'm goin' back, *****
作曲 : Darryl Granberry, Jr./Dion Haynes/Sean Momberger/Joshua Parker/Ryan Martínez
OG Parker
Sayin' "free the guys," 'til my homie home
Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long
I can't tweak over thots, I got other ho's
Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose
He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up
Shake that ass, shake that ass, ***** **** it up
I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
(Boom, boom) Hit his legs watch him walk it out
You was playin' tough, why the **** you wanna talk it out?
I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House
Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out
Bad *****, she gon throw it back for a bunch of clout
Nigga say he want some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out
Rolls Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill
I was already rich, I ain't really need the deal
I'ma change her life if I put her in this video
Flew her first class, she like "Daddy, where we finna go?"
Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310
Niggas hatin', sayin' I won't make it, I'm like "Say no more," *****
Sayin' "free the guys," 'til my homie home
Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long
I can't tweak over thots, I got other ho's
Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose
He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up
Shake that ass, shake that ass, ***** **** it up
I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
Shake that ass, shake that bag so you rad, huh?
Look in the basement on the table, bring all five of them
keep the next *****, I'm divin' in
Shot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again
Judge say I can't drive again, **** I got these whips for?
Plug just sent me five, but my son just sent me six more
Boy, I travel with blunts 'cause on my son, you can get smoked
Pass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans
I got this weed in my lungs and the shit dope
Don't bring your ***** 'round me none, she gon' get poked
She want a nigga with funds, but that ***** broke
Ain't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though
Humble as ****, but I know that I'm lit though
I spent two mill on my crib, that ain't shit though
I spent a million on whips, still rich though
I know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, *****
Sayin' "free the guys," 'til my homie home
Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long
I can't tweak over thots, I got other ho's
Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose
He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up
Shake that ass, shake that ass, ***** **** it up
I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
Whole lot of ho's tryna get with me
Straight from the yak, but these foreign ho's feelin' me
I be ****in' way too much, I'm out of energy
Or it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries
Broke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me
Call me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me
Hit a nigga ***** and now I got her eyes rollin' back
Made it out the yak, ain't no ****in' way I'm goin' back, *****