Money Makin Nique - Transitional lyrics

rate me

I got a point to prove nigga

Hey ey

asking me where I met life,

a transitional life

I got some Guccis nigga

where I'm with my dinner

I'm ending go living that jet the chat shit,

I'm a mama doing pistoling

occupation: I think I know what I'ma do

anybody that knows me probably tell you they no need peaceful

but my thoughts as I'm later so I'm only

all I do save me, why is that day dream,

fresh from the allest bitch she just turn 18

beans call her prailine dominate the cliche,

God I really need cake, I was broke on my B-day

bed rose like cheese cake, cheese burger, cheese taking

every nigga with me bout it, throw as we bay

so a nigga deny to me that's how we unlikely

was I use a pistol or I handle that she just righteously

hit a lit holiday, doubt bout a dollar day

curry car, curry bitch she could have..the day

I'm looking for that college thing,

tell em shopping I'ma slang and tryin to slame all

they all talking doctor dre

head it up the hill with the struggle shit

tryin to f*ck sisters up the wall sunny niggas on that uncle shit

They run it.

Nigga that look up tell me wrong, fuck it on me money,

assassin..to jet about me,

is mother f*cking dead dead dead dead dead dead dead

asking me where I'm met the life

I'm transitional and it's about time after been

these niggas know their motherf*cking dead dead dead dead dead dead dead

And see nigga f*ck me I'm about do while I'm busting up

kiss me on the dick tell daddy you was a little slut

answering me where I met life, I'm transitional from..in your own way

..with swimming pools, I'm right in the middle too

it's like I'm always almost, not to smear it on hoes,

that's why I like it off you,

graphic, porno, bed villes, Rolls Royce

ask niggas bout out, for what they got no choice,

keep..that rock

That nigga money make a nigga I