Boldy James - Oil Sheen (Grease Monkeys) lyrics
rate me(feat. Fatboi & Fre$h)
Chorus:
We're driving Benz, counting stacks, we cheat women
I got live, not dead for some street niggers
We're popping tags, rocking three million...
If you brought this cash, then my niggers, let's get it
Drop out the fourteen, getting street money
Doing the Charlie Sheen on this fucking Grease Monkeys
Got love... and the streets love me
I'm going Charlie Sheen on you fucking Grease Monkeys
..on the join slacking bones like the UFC
My nigger, you can't kill, what you ... can't see
I'm on the world doing shows from Atlanta to...
..I'll be keeping the peace
They'll be calling me...
And once I'm getting the dough, my niggers come from behind me
Fuck that, they're marching besides me
I'll catch you...
I'll be keeping it gangsta
Even though I fuck with the brother...
Wear my chain on my neck
I put my life on the line, that's how I earn my respect
I'm the... West, I'm the dope as it can get
So get the fuck away, and go cut me a check!
..I flow like a ... but I'll be acting a...
Might be fat might be ugly, they all look pretty once...
..get money, that's the least dummy
I'm on the old school, ...on these Grease Monkeys
Chorus:
We're driving Benz, counting stacks, we cheat women
I got live, not dead for some street niggers
We're popping tags, rocking three million...
If you brought this cash, then my niggers, let's get it
Drop out the fourteen, getting street money
Doing the Charlie Sheen on this fucking Grease Monkeys
Got love... and the streets love me
I'm going Charlie Sheen on you fucking Grease Monkeys
Me and my ...
Be bowling on 'em so hard, I call it Charlie horse
I'm on that money...
Is that train station, chain swagging on my...
I need a vacation, I'm taking off work
Cause when they need a heavy way, I'm who they're calling first!
Still stressed, and trying to make it work
I know I should quit while I'm.. for you niggers in my paperwork.
I'm terrified of fish, allergic to the homicide
They got me sweating bullets, I'm breaking out...
Soldiers died once, a coward dies a thousand times
I'll be... call me Mr....
I talk the Louis V, he a ...
The boys on the.... chopping niggers down the...
Chorus:
We're driving Benz, counting stacks, we cheat women
I got live, not dead for some street niggers
We're popping tags, rocking three million...
If you brought this cash, then my niggers, let's get it
Drop out the fourteen, getting street money
Doing the Charlie Sheen on this fucking Grease Monkeys
Got love... and the streets love me
I'm going Charlie Sheen on you fucking Grease Monkeys
