Lyrics For Three Things By Maayina
(Intro) (backup)
Yyi Hha Laugh..!yeh..
pour me some more liquor had to do it again nigga LV all day
pour me some more liquor Maayina represent 031 (Ahh)
pour me some more liquor pour this shit for me my nigga
Do it for my niggaz do it for me man (Yeh)
Do it for my niggaz
pour me some more liquor
pour me some more liquor
(Verse 1)
Listen you bitches you gangsters,
am a nigga from the ville and am keeping my game hot
through the wire, i be fire like bitches with no love
timide niggaz tryin to tell me am losing my focus Ooh God
side i be seeing is sow nice,
guess you live inside my heart if i need you for your drug
better day is not a promise i promise my own mind
summer i be working like fuck it am nine to five
tell a story form a vision i saw with my own eye
bitches never give a fuck if you swim in a low tide
get it mama told they kidding the world is mine
stack your money to the ceiling, fuck bitches the whole night
this a moment you been waiting you seeking your whole life
Gucci, Prada every snicker we gata be on now
level up to every party with models am all out
touch the sky and never hate or i die in a good fight.
(Chorus)
I got money
I got clothes
I got hoes
I can fuck all night
I can fuck all night
all night
all night
I got money
I got clothes
I got hoes
I can fuck all night
I can fuck all night
(Verse 2)
Listen you bitches you prank stars
every time am in the streets, i be feeling like gangstar
trouble in my life am giving to God and i stay high
am a angel if i die i return as a same thug
no desire for a fake or ambition of being loved
nigga in the flash i be dreaming of counting cash
sincerely fuck niggaz indicted of hate crime
blood spilling nigga they running they can’t hide
from a killer, i be dropping professional rap bars
city where the sinners be making the game hard
rappers dwell inside the melody hoping to blow up
constellation of a felony failing to break up
every minute on the margin am killing the game now
liquor to the liver gat something to blame now
it a pleasure keep it papin am cocking lah wait now
make it rain now, make it rain now (Ahh)
(Chorus)
I got money
I got clothes
I got hoes
I can fuck all night
I can fuck all night
all night
all night
I got money
I got clothes
I got hoes
I can fuck all night
I can fuck all night
(Verse 3)
Listen my nigga we major
put a bullet in the skull and i gut an aperture
she just wanna a dick maybe be in my pager
i can never cuff a bitch am just taking the pain out (Ahh)
febricate about running the game,
treat a shooter like a luger am worth the affirm now
mama stressing bout a nigga her son had became now
people loving what i do and my style of behaviour, save us
looking like gat to be late now,
i can only do what better for all of you at once
be aversion to the music the put in our way like
am the reason why you niggaz are fucking the game up (Ahh)
it all about money and fame now
rappers make it to the top without something to say now
we just came like, nigga refrain it dogs fight
write a check for my respect and be ready i get by.
(Chorus)
I gat money
I got cloths
I got hoes
I can fuck all night
I can fuck all night
all night
all night
I got money
I got clothes
I got hoes
I can fuck all night
I can fuck all night