"Monifah" lyrics
(Chamberlain, he's got it)
Ayy
What's happenin'?
Hey
Yeah, ayy, what? Uh, uh
Yeah, ayy, oh
Ayy, nah, for shit sure
It's just (Ooh)
Spend a lot of racks just on fashion, I'm splashin'
You broke, you ain't havin', you actin', uh, uh
Had to change my life, that shit was average, embarrassed
But now I'm coppin' ice that come with karats, ayy
See this shit around my neck, had to spend a buck on it
Kick 'em out when we talkin' business, I don't trust homie
Fifty P's in the air, 'bout to land any moment
Made a hundred G's flat, swangin' doors all summer
What you need? I got trees, pour up Quay-Quay for lean
Bitch a simp with the Sos, say I'm all up in her dreams
Dropped a check for your lo', spent the same on some jeans
Hit the target, bada-bing, eyes chinky, Yao Ming
Y'all spill more, you ain't havin' guap, please tell me what you here for
Pimp 'til I feel more, bitch bringin' real dope
Put it in my palm, Cash App, Zelle, or Venmo, don't fuck around with bimbos
Boy, your clown ass down bad, smoke you like a pound bag
Call him Brandy, uh, wanna-be-down ass, uh, uh
Told him, "Don't you panic, boy, just fall back," uh, uh
'Cause when we up the cannon, aim at ball caps, ayy
Know what I'm sayin'? Uh
Lil Beckie hit my line, but I ain't call back, ayy
Nah, for shit sure
She say she wanna hang like my ballsack
With me every day, I get paid
Sosa just like Biden, boy, the dollars so many ways
Go and catch a body, boy, if you play, then you lay
Here's a shovel for you niggas, go and dig your own grave
'Cause this shit can get dangerous
Money, that my language, I speak it
You ain't got it, I might get to tweakin', okay
Moved about a dub on the weekend, okay
Say they need more, that shit was decent, okay
Shawty love Sos, I'm the man, yeah, I'm the man
Bands to my right and left hands, I go Super Saiyan
Dog me a bitch from the back, hit it like a ram
Charge me a bitch, bae, relax and just bring it in
Guap, the mula, Monifah
Catch you out, roll his ass up like some reefer
Three-five, these are LVs, not no Filas
Pourin' lines, smokin' on some shit that got me three eyes
Goin' down, ayy
Know what I'm sayin'?
Smokin' on some shit that got me three eyes, ayy
Okay
Hey
Ayy
What's happenin'?
Hey
Yeah, ayy, what? Uh, uh
Yeah, ayy, oh
Ayy, nah, for shit sure
It's just (Ooh)
Spend a lot of racks just on fashion, I'm splashin'
You broke, you ain't havin', you actin', uh, uh
Had to change my life, that shit was average, embarrassed
But now I'm coppin' ice that come with karats, ayy
See this shit around my neck, had to spend a buck on it
Kick 'em out when we talkin' business, I don't trust homie
Fifty P's in the air, 'bout to land any moment
Made a hundred G's flat, swangin' doors all summer
What you need? I got trees, pour up Quay-Quay for lean
Bitch a simp with the Sos, say I'm all up in her dreams
Dropped a check for your lo', spent the same on some jeans
Hit the target, bada-bing, eyes chinky, Yao Ming
Y'all spill more, you ain't havin' guap, please tell me what you here for
Pimp 'til I feel more, bitch bringin' real dope
Put it in my palm, Cash App, Zelle, or Venmo, don't fuck around with bimbos
Boy, your clown ass down bad, smoke you like a pound bag
Call him Brandy, uh, wanna-be-down ass, uh, uh
Told him, "Don't you panic, boy, just fall back," uh, uh
'Cause when we up the cannon, aim at ball caps, ayy
Know what I'm sayin'? Uh
Lil Beckie hit my line, but I ain't call back, ayy
Nah, for shit sure
She say she wanna hang like my ballsack
With me every day, I get paid
Sosa just like Biden, boy, the dollars so many ways
Go and catch a body, boy, if you play, then you lay
Here's a shovel for you niggas, go and dig your own grave
'Cause this shit can get dangerous
Money, that my language, I speak it
You ain't got it, I might get to tweakin', okay
Moved about a dub on the weekend, okay
Say they need more, that shit was decent, okay
Shawty love Sos, I'm the man, yeah, I'm the man
Bands to my right and left hands, I go Super Saiyan
Dog me a bitch from the back, hit it like a ram
Charge me a bitch, bae, relax and just bring it in
Guap, the mula, Monifah
Catch you out, roll his ass up like some reefer
Three-five, these are LVs, not no Filas
Pourin' lines, smokin' on some shit that got me three eyes
Goin' down, ayy
Know what I'm sayin'?
Smokin' on some shit that got me three eyes, ayy
Okay
Hey
