Mistah FAB - Money Trees lyrics

rate me

Ok, ok, the west coast be back up on roaming on the top

You bitch, you bitch, you bitch, you bitch

All these niggas they be mad, ok dog

You bitch, you bitch, you bitch, you bitch

Well I really never gave a fuck about a nigga that was hating

If a nigga hatin then a nigga got issues

So I don’t roll my eyes when I see these niggas

I will let that thang just kiss you, kiss you

Yes that pistol hit you, hit you

It will mistletoes you

You hit the flow cause you ain’t nothing but a bitch

My niggas getting money, my niggas getting dough

We don’t fuck with no snitch, no snitch, no snitch, no snitch

So if a nigga talking bout he getting paper

While he got no cent, no cent

That makes no sense, that makes no sense

See all I do is ball hard, all my niggas go hard wood

All y’all niggas you know us, we classics in all hood

I’m real nigga from the ice dog, real nigga from the 45

Catch me on my block right by the stove, I’m out there all the time

If I ain’t on the road then I’m prolly in the hood

You bitch, you bitch, you bitch, you bitch

You got a problem with fabby, let me know

Yeah man it’s good

You bitch, you bitch, you bitch, you bitch

See I ain’t the type of nigga to get on twitter and beef

I ain’t the type of nigga to talk about facebook in my sleep

I ain’t the type of nigga that Instagram what I’m gonna do to you

Just know when I see you, don’t speak to me

Cause me, you’s a bitch, a bitch, a bitch, a bitch

And if you hating on a west coast nigga, on mamas

You bitch,you bitch, you bitch, you bitch, you bitch

Cause in the artist from the bay to la, it’s one way

You bitch,you bitch, you bitch, you bitch, you bitch

These niggas mad ain’t no attention upon em

They some haters

You bitch,you bitch, you bitch, you bitch, you bitch

We taking over, it’s our year, 2013, we here in this bitch, this bitch, this bitch.