B-HYPE

B-HYPE - What Ya'll Wanna Do lyrics

rate me

Get cho money get that dust

If you on come up on come up

Shit

I got a sweet tooth for money so I keep

And that's what I'm about the more you love to hate

No mistakes about me, ain't no flaws in me

Say whatever you gone say it don't offend me

You see these diamonds on me they got chu mezmorized

You got some junk in your trunk let me between yo thighs

Whatchu think this is I see you hataz trippin'

I'm ridin' bentleys and lambriginis you know I'm pimpin'

You wanna holla at me you know I got that bread

? so gimme some head

Baby don't think I'm jokin'

I need a shot of Remy

I got it all in my veins baby it's all up in me

I try to wash my mouth but I can never quit it

That's why ya woman chose me cause I'm done and with it

And I'm comin' with it you know we makin' noise

And you know I be strap so go on get cha boyz

G what y'all wanna do with me

I don't really think you want no drama and you know we makin' dollaz and this money over everything nigga G

It's a shame how I keep comin' back

They need to call me Black Jason for he's a wrap (Uh huh)

The one who's always gettin' peas for that

No wonder the bitches always be beggin' please the snap (Twista)

Well my service gotta pay fees for that

Only got 30 I got a couple of keys for that (What chu want)

Demonic when I bustin' evil raps

A devil but equivalent to hearin' Jesus rap (Praise the Lord)

It's a shame I gotta make you? from havin' to git chu control me fo? dollaz (Be gone)

Wassup when them niggaz get to frontin' you follow

You fiendin' for somethin' to eat but ain't got nothin' to swallow (Starvin)

Got the riddle now every hizzle in the middle

Niggaz face like a fiddle competition betta be little (Get back)

Cause you know we got thumpas and you know we got soldiers

Betta move with the quickness when you see me comin' for ya

G what y'all wanna do with me

I don't really think you want no drama and you know we makin' dollaz and this money over everything nigga G

You see my nigga twist he always in the zone

And he got that skrilla my nigga so now it's on

Plus we smokin' purple and we poppin' Moet

You niggaz in dream land this as good as it gets

And we keep 'em wet now you runnin' yo mouth

Don't wanna be mistaken for you that's without a doubt

We helped yo ass get on and now you want the throne

It's only one key to the chi nigga so now it's on

And my get money game you know we got the thangs

We got the dolla dolla bitch nigga that make it rain

Make you losin' your fame

You wanna make a name

And nobody feelin' yo music you a fuckin' lame

Your pockets probably empty so now you need a come up

You come at it the wrong way pimpin' so now ya burn up

But I'm a keep it cool we got chu petrified

The shit you said in your interview's a fuckin' lie

G what y'all wanna do with me

I don't really think you want no drama and you know we makin' dollaz and this money over everything nigga G

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