DOMINO - Benefits lyrics

rate me

(feat. Rodney O)

[Domino]

Yeah, the D-Diggady, plus the Domino

Show ya right, and uh, I ain't messin' with the broke

Just I ain't for the joke

You can't get with this if you ain't got no benefits

Trust that

[Chorus x4: Domino]

You can't get with this if you, ain't go no benefits

[Domino]

Papa got a brand new bag, for them fat heinies

With some shit for the nineties

No work no play, better yet

No work no pay, can you feel that?

I need a woman with her own, so when it hit twelve A.M.

We callin' her place home

Cuz these broke ass bitches'll sex you fast

And in return they be lookin' to tax that ass

One thing that I know about the coochie is when you caught up

You ain't thinkin' what you bought up

Life kinda takes your mind high as a kite

But the ass got you more like a airplane flight

And some don't come down til' she finished shoppin'

Thing sittin' on swole, but steadily droppin'

Where my cash? Damn, sure don't need a mega tip

So this year I'm gone do it with the women, slick

[Chorus]

[Rodney O]

You can't get with none of this if you ain't got them benefits

So keep on walkin' and I won't even trip on it

Women always want the men with the cash

Won't even kick in for no food or gas

And what'cha mean you want the door opened for you?

And what'cha mean you wanna use my motorola?

Last time I checked you were as broke as a joke

Asked me for a little loan, I broke you off a note

But don't think that I'm missin' Mr. Benjamin

There's plenty more where that came from that I be swimmin' in

So don't worry about my life, my life

Cuz you could never be, my wife, my wife

No more rendevous on the lake night

I can't help that you don't know how to keep your game tight

Don't really mean for you to trip

Get'cha money, get'cha cash, get'cha benefits

[Chorus]

[Domino]

It's here, not to fight is a must

Get lost if you ain't workin' forty hours in a week plus

Can you say that you off welfare?

What about eighty percent off your health care?

Tryin' to get me with a WIC

Sportin' that Versace shit, but can't pay for the drink

I bet the last man bought that shit

or the one before that just to know them boots

Broke ass trick,

Runnin' to them clubs at the top of the night

Cuz your chips ain't right

So you better get your money on the gank

Instead of cashin' your checks at a bank

Ladies makin' that paper I will defend

Tricks ain't just women, they're also men

And money don't like no zeroes

So let your paper be your hero

[Chorus x2]