Song | They Want Money |
Artist | Kool Moe Dee |
Album | Knowledge Is King |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dewese, Riley | |
I'm drivin' | |
Benz 190 | |
2.5 and you know where to find me | |
Driving down the highway | |
Girlies behind me | |
Jockin' blindly | |
No need to remind me | |
Who i am i know you know me | |
Stop screamin' and yellin' and pointin' i'm low key | |
No i ain't got no time for a picture | |
But slide your number | |
And i'll get wit ya | |
You wanna ride | |
Ya shouldn't of said that | |
You played yourself | |
And i know where your head's at | |
Drive my car don't make me laugh | |
You better settle for an autograph | |
Or a hug and a kiss on the cheek maybe | |
But i ain't trying to make no baby | |
Forget all the silly rumors you heard | |
Here's the deal so spread the word | |
No, | |
I ain't got no girlfriend | |
No, | |
I ain't buy no car | |
No, | |
I ain't got no babies | |
A lot of ladies | |
Naw, they want money | |
And i can see'em a mile away | |
And when they push up | |
I just smile and say | |
Back up off me | |
Smell the coffee | |
You're screamin' and plottin' | |
And i'm killing you softly | |
Watchin' you melt from the second i kiss ya | |
Hear dollar signs in your careless whispers | |
I know the game it's old and lame | |
You're holdin' a flame for my name and my fame | |
Livin' like givens schemin' on tyson | |
But she got lucky cause he was a nice one | |
But i ain't nice and i don't play that | |
If it ain't tax i don't pay that | |
You think you're in cause you turn me on | |
Here one minute and the next you're gone | |
I made rhymes | |
I made cash | |
Why get married and you take half | |
No, | |
I ain't got no girlfriend | |
No, | |
I ain't buy no car | |
No, | |
I ain't got no babies | |
A lot of ladies | |
Naw, they want money | |
The police i'm givin' them fits | |
A young brother in a benz legit | |
I don't sell no drugs and take no shh | |
Park my ride and the ladies hit | |
So many ladies the cops had a hint | |
They took me in cause they thought i pimped | |
Jetted from the station back in a flash | |
They had nothing on me but cold cold cash | |
Ladies they all wanna get with | |
The man with the money | |
So they wanna get with | |
The microphone master | |
And ride shotgun | |
So people can see ya | |
And think i got one | |
No sorry nothin's happenin' | |
Moe dee's single while he's rappin' | |
If girls keep lyin' and crashin' my party | |
Ya'll gonna make me hurt somebody | |
No, | |
I ain't got no girlfriend | |
No, | |
I ain't buy no car | |
No, | |
I ain't got no babies | |
A lot of ladies | |
Naw, they want money |
zuo ci : Dewese, Riley | |
I' m drivin' | |
Benz 190 | |
2. 5 and you know where to find me | |
Driving down the highway | |
Girlies behind me | |
Jockin' blindly | |
No need to remind me | |
Who i am i know you know me | |
Stop screamin' and yellin' and pointin' i' m low key | |
No i ain' t got no time for a picture | |
But slide your number | |
And i' ll get wit ya | |
You wanna ride | |
Ya shouldn' t of said that | |
You played yourself | |
And i know where your head' s at | |
Drive my car don' t make me laugh | |
You better settle for an autograph | |
Or a hug and a kiss on the cheek maybe | |
But i ain' t trying to make no baby | |
Forget all the silly rumors you heard | |
Here' s the deal so spread the word | |
No, | |
I ain' t got no girlfriend | |
No, | |
I ain' t buy no car | |
No, | |
I ain' t got no babies | |
A lot of ladies | |
Naw, they want money | |
And i can see' em a mile away | |
And when they push up | |
I just smile and say | |
Back up off me | |
Smell the coffee | |
You' re screamin' and plottin' | |
And i' m killing you softly | |
Watchin' you melt from the second i kiss ya | |
Hear dollar signs in your careless whispers | |
I know the game it' s old and lame | |
You' re holdin' a flame for my name and my fame | |
Livin' like givens schemin' on tyson | |
But she got lucky cause he was a nice one | |
But i ain' t nice and i don' t play that | |
If it ain' t tax i don' t pay that | |
You think you' re in cause you turn me on | |
Here one minute and the next you' re gone | |
I made rhymes | |
I made cash | |
Why get married and you take half | |
No, | |
I ain' t got no girlfriend | |
No, | |
I ain' t buy no car | |
No, | |
I ain' t got no babies | |
A lot of ladies | |
Naw, they want money | |
The police i' m givin' them fits | |
A young brother in a benz legit | |
I don' t sell no drugs and take no shh | |
Park my ride and the ladies hit | |
So many ladies the cops had a hint | |
They took me in cause they thought i pimped | |
Jetted from the station back in a flash | |
They had nothing on me but cold cold cash | |
Ladies they all wanna get with | |
The man with the money | |
So they wanna get with | |
The microphone master | |
And ride shotgun | |
So people can see ya | |
And think i got one | |
No sorry nothin' s happenin' | |
Moe dee' s single while he' s rappin' | |
If girls keep lyin' and crashin' my party | |
Ya' ll gonna make me hurt somebody | |
No, | |
I ain' t got no girlfriend | |
No, | |
I ain' t buy no car | |
No, | |
I ain' t got no babies | |
A lot of ladies | |
Naw, they want money |
zuò cí : Dewese, Riley | |
I' m drivin' | |
Benz 190 | |
2. 5 and you know where to find me | |
Driving down the highway | |
Girlies behind me | |
Jockin' blindly | |
No need to remind me | |
Who i am i know you know me | |
Stop screamin' and yellin' and pointin' i' m low key | |
No i ain' t got no time for a picture | |
But slide your number | |
And i' ll get wit ya | |
You wanna ride | |
Ya shouldn' t of said that | |
You played yourself | |
And i know where your head' s at | |
Drive my car don' t make me laugh | |
You better settle for an autograph | |
Or a hug and a kiss on the cheek maybe | |
But i ain' t trying to make no baby | |
Forget all the silly rumors you heard | |
Here' s the deal so spread the word | |
No, | |
I ain' t got no girlfriend | |
No, | |
I ain' t buy no car | |
No, | |
I ain' t got no babies | |
A lot of ladies | |
Naw, they want money | |
And i can see' em a mile away | |
And when they push up | |
I just smile and say | |
Back up off me | |
Smell the coffee | |
You' re screamin' and plottin' | |
And i' m killing you softly | |
Watchin' you melt from the second i kiss ya | |
Hear dollar signs in your careless whispers | |
I know the game it' s old and lame | |
You' re holdin' a flame for my name and my fame | |
Livin' like givens schemin' on tyson | |
But she got lucky cause he was a nice one | |
But i ain' t nice and i don' t play that | |
If it ain' t tax i don' t pay that | |
You think you' re in cause you turn me on | |
Here one minute and the next you' re gone | |
I made rhymes | |
I made cash | |
Why get married and you take half | |
No, | |
I ain' t got no girlfriend | |
No, | |
I ain' t buy no car | |
No, | |
I ain' t got no babies | |
A lot of ladies | |
Naw, they want money | |
The police i' m givin' them fits | |
A young brother in a benz legit | |
I don' t sell no drugs and take no shh | |
Park my ride and the ladies hit | |
So many ladies the cops had a hint | |
They took me in cause they thought i pimped | |
Jetted from the station back in a flash | |
They had nothing on me but cold cold cash | |
Ladies they all wanna get with | |
The man with the money | |
So they wanna get with | |
The microphone master | |
And ride shotgun | |
So people can see ya | |
And think i got one | |
No sorry nothin' s happenin' | |
Moe dee' s single while he' s rappin' | |
If girls keep lyin' and crashin' my party | |
Ya' ll gonna make me hurt somebody | |
No, | |
I ain' t got no girlfriend | |
No, | |
I ain' t buy no car | |
No, | |
I ain' t got no babies | |
A lot of ladies | |
Naw, they want money |