Pusha T - Lunch Money lyrics

rate me

Yeah I’m taking nigga lunch money

Too bad, I was fucking hungry

Real niggas don’t know the shit, I’m the only dope boy cartable

Mammy try to land us so natural

So she won’t fuck niggas without the washes

Cuz roll like chopper will get exciting

Shut out the dope boy unless sixty

How at home coming kink pies

Move you my nigga with the screen G

Me and my nigga having bottles wars

Forty thousand on the floor when the bottles flow

I blew eighty Dvd-s, you may caught me on TMS

Carry all and try to sui it nigga

Cuz I ball it hard cuz it’s three of me

America still abusing us

And nine eleven is the cook clocks

So why wouldn’t I fight and get back

When everyday them nigga shutting us

Shut enough, I might be in line

You better stay for something and get out of line

This is crime by design and the crowning

Tell me how am I behind aah?

Yeah I’m taking nigga lunch money

Too bad, I was fucking hungry

Real niggas don’t know the shit, I’m the only dope boy cartable

Pop gave me everything I want

Ride around with me deal on corner from the truck

Put a cookie in the kitchen niggas

Bobby down get and do some dishes niggas

What I’m wearing in this blazing nigga

Mean while only sleaz the nigga

Say it on I’m the all layers

The man against the ball players

Shout up my mak and living monster

Grow up on and getting concur

And know that nigga only five nine

Hundred bodies on his timeline

What’s the price of success?

Lost my bitch ball the chef

Then nine eleven cause two eleven

Watch looking like the jewel seven

Hottest seven, I’m so alive

You think I can’t switch nigga I’m so alive

This is crime by design is the crime mean that tell me how am behind ah?

Yeah I’m taking nigga lunch money

Too bad, I was fucking hungry

Real niggas don’t know the shit, I’m the only dope boy cartable