MONICA - Street Symphony (Cyptron Zone III Remix) lyrics

rate me

How dare u go and make me choose

My hustling is what made you, you

You never had nothing until I paid the dues

My word is law I laid the rules

Why you trippin' on a brother about the things he do

Look, work can never matter how I got the loot

But you never hesitate cause you drive the coupe

I made you ball, ain't that the truth?

I never asked for that much

You stay out late every night

Down at the gentlemen's club

Seems like you can't get it right

I knew when I saw the G's

You would be harder to please

You wanted more than enough

That when it got to be rough

First time I was down for you

I thought you really wanted to

But you don't know how much pain it took

To put that cash up for your goods

I See your suit behind the bar

You can't even drive the cars

Sometimes I don't know what to do

And am I worth it to you, baby

See I'm in the Accolate

Coming through ride alone with flakes

The street's my home, up in the zone

Searching a n*gga car tryin' to get my bone

Get my name, wear that thang

I don't know but I'm searching man

Lookin' for that sweet lick

No time for no cheap chick

I'm working

You must believe I gotta get you out of the streets

I disagree when you tell me that you do it for me

I still believe, I know your in a little too deep

But I gotta do what I gotta do to get yu back here with me, babe

I like the cash and all that

But I just can't watch my back

And if they catch me with you

Who knows what they wouldn't do

You've spent too long in this game

Now baby you gotta change

Before I lose you for life

I wanted to be your wife

First time I was down for you

I thought you really wanted to

But you don't know how much pain it took

To put that cash up for your goods

I See your suit behind the bar

You can't even drive the cars

Sometimes I don't know what to do

And am I worth it to you, baby

See baby girl I gotta hustle

See it's something of mine dat I must do

Everything that I do, I did for us two

Getting' mine on the grind is a must too

Plus you want all them finer things

I bought a car, clothes, a diamond ring

Everything's on paper, they keep me on the caper

If it ain't gonna bread then I'm gonna holla at you later, baby

You must believe I gotta get you out of the streets

I disagree when you tell me that you do it for me

I still believe, I know your in a little too deep

But I gotta do what I gotta do to get yu back here with me, babe

You must believe I gotta get you out of the streets

I disagree when you tell me that you do it for me

I still believe, I know your in a little too deep

But I gotta do what I gotta do to get yu back here with me, babe

Outta the Streets, streets, streets, streets, streets

Outta the Streets, streets, streets, streets, streets

Outta the Streets, streets, streets, streets, streets

Outta the Streets, streets, streets, streets, streets

You must believe I gotta get you out of the streets

I disagree when you tell me that you do it for me

I still believe, I know your in a little too deep

But I gotta do what I gotta do to get yu back here with me, babe

You must believe I gotta get you out of the streets

I disagree when you tell me that you do it for me

I still believe, I know your in a little too deep

But I gotta do what I gotta do to get yu back here with me, babe