"Ms" lyrics
(feat. Philthy Rich)
[Philthy Rich:]
I say slide through the D, with all this ice on my neck
I ain't met a rapper yet who slid through and did that
Bitch I hit the hussin', then I hit Somerset
Then I hit [?], and yeah, I fucked up a check
Them hoes know my name, the DJ spinning my record
A lotta drug sales and prison case on my record
300 thou' on me, bitch, and not a dollar less
Tell them let me pull up on them with a diamond tester
Now Ion' know [?] but I know that he finessing
Your neck turning green, bitch, I hope you learned your lesson
I bought my son a pair of Buffs, he only 11
When I first met my pops, I was only 11
Them suckas knocked me down, I told my bitch to fuck my nigga
Just take care of my kids, bitch, and please, don't forget me
Send my pain away, this syrup fucking with my kidney
Praying to my lord about my sins, hope he forgive me
It's Philthy
[Babyface Ray:]
Point me to the real, look everybody hating
Hundred niggas selling drugs, who gon' really make it?
I'm out here looking for a plug, I know he ain't waiting
You can tell we 'bout this money, you know we ain't playing
You can tell we 'bout this money, you know we ain't playing
I'm tryna die rich, I'm tryna be the man
What's team without a plan? I ain't the only man
Tell me what I gotta do to get a couple M's?
Smooth opperator, drug opperations
Got me feeling like a martion, all these drugs that I've been taking
I'm a motherfucking monster, I'm a thug, don't mistake me
For no motherfucking rapper, all these gangstas, they be playing
Mama said I'm always flexin
Ain't got no time to be worried 'bout the next man
I'm 'bout to marey that money, need a best man
And I'ma tell it how it is, fuck a yes man
They wearing fake Rolexes, man, these niggas petty
Being broke, that shit depressing
I done learned my lesson
Counting money, counting blessings
Let's be rich forever
Told my niggas stick together, stay down, it get better
I'll never let up, I got money to get
Might go give bae a Roley, just to stunt with my bitch
Say that money get her wet, I let her thumb through the chips
These niggas hating, really fans, tell them get off my dick
Point me to the real, look everybody hating
Hundred niggas selling drugs, who gon' really make it?
I'm out here looking for a plug, I know he ain't waiting
You can tell we 'bout this money, you know we ain't playing
You can tell we 'bout this money, you know we ain't playing
I'm tryna die rich, I'm tryna be the man
What's team without a plan? I ain't the only man
Tell me what I gotta do to get a couple M's?
I say slide through the D, with all this ice on my neck
I ain't met a rapper yet who slid through and did that
Bitch I hit the hussin', then I hit Somerset
Then I hit [?], and yeah, I fucked up a check
Them hoes know my name, the DJ spinning my record
A lotta drug sales and prison case on my record
300 thou' on me, bitch, and not a dollar less
Tell them let me pull up on them with a diamond tester
Now Ion' know [?] but I know that he finessing
Your neck turning green, bitch, I hope you learned your lesson
I bought my son a pair of Buffs, he only 11
When I first met my pops, I was only 11
Them suckas knocked me down, I told my bitch to fuck my nigga
Just take care of my kids, bitch, and please, don't forget me
Send my pain away, this syrup fucking with my kidney
Praying to my lord about my sins, hope he forgive me
It's Philthy
[Babyface Ray:]
Point me to the real, look everybody hating
Hundred niggas selling drugs, who gon' really make it?
I'm out here looking for a plug, I know he ain't waiting
You can tell we 'bout this money, you know we ain't playing
You can tell we 'bout this money, you know we ain't playing
I'm tryna die rich, I'm tryna be the man
What's team without a plan? I ain't the only man
Tell me what I gotta do to get a couple M's?
Smooth opperator, drug opperations
Got me feeling like a martion, all these drugs that I've been taking
I'm a motherfucking monster, I'm a thug, don't mistake me
For no motherfucking rapper, all these gangstas, they be playing
Mama said I'm always flexin
Ain't got no time to be worried 'bout the next man
I'm 'bout to marey that money, need a best man
And I'ma tell it how it is, fuck a yes man
They wearing fake Rolexes, man, these niggas petty
Being broke, that shit depressing
I done learned my lesson
Counting money, counting blessings
Let's be rich forever
Told my niggas stick together, stay down, it get better
I'll never let up, I got money to get
Might go give bae a Roley, just to stunt with my bitch
Say that money get her wet, I let her thumb through the chips
These niggas hating, really fans, tell them get off my dick
Point me to the real, look everybody hating
Hundred niggas selling drugs, who gon' really make it?
I'm out here looking for a plug, I know he ain't waiting
You can tell we 'bout this money, you know we ain't playing
You can tell we 'bout this money, you know we ain't playing
I'm tryna die rich, I'm tryna be the man
What's team without a plan? I ain't the only man
Tell me what I gotta do to get a couple M's?
