Sega Songtext
von Awich
Sega Songtext
Ooh
Na-na-na
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Marked me at the station
Trust me I ain′t saying shit
I mean
I ain't trying to go against it
Good Girl stat
You know that makes it
So bad
Badder than them bad gals
So what?
What are them cash routes?
Trust me with them
I ain′t with them dumb broads
Understand I got long long long lasting numbers
Cash rules everything around us
Me and you is the only thing that is not
They trying to count our dealings
Test our feeling
Hold hoe
Get the fuck up out of our business
Got me whipping on a fast lane
Got you tripping on a foreign name
Don't be surprised now
All them hoes price down
Chop chop chop sticks
Got rice bitch?
Tax it
Mr. Miyagi taught me how to wax it
Get up out our store if you ain't making transactions
Oh, oh so why are you mad now?
It was not personal back when I had my face down
Remember that?
Now my business got you hurt huh?
What can I say?
It ′s never ever personal
Cash rules everything around us
Me and you is the only thing that is not
They trying to count our dealings
Test our feeling
Hold hoe
Get the fuck up out of our business
Got me whipping on a fast lane
Got you tripping on a foreign name
No motherfuckers come before you
I′m from the jungle thought I told you
How you feel?
How you feel?
How you feel?
How you feeling?
Give me all of them daddy
Cause I deserve them
I put the wok on fireplace when the lights were off
Now we're slicing Wagyu
With some truffle white sauce
大層なもんですな
現実なんてそんな大切か?
過剰?不足?生まれる格差
We have just enough fucks for
Only each other screaming
Cash rules everything around us
Me and you is the only thing that is not
They trying to count our dealings
Test our feeling
Hold hoe
Get the fuck up out of our business
Cash rules everything around us
Me and you is the only thing that is not
They trying to count our dealings
Test our feeling
Hold hoe
Get the fuck up out of our business
Na-na-na
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Marked me at the station
Trust me I ain′t saying shit
I mean
I ain't trying to go against it
Good Girl stat
You know that makes it
So bad
Badder than them bad gals
So what?
What are them cash routes?
Trust me with them
I ain′t with them dumb broads
Understand I got long long long lasting numbers
Cash rules everything around us
Me and you is the only thing that is not
They trying to count our dealings
Test our feeling
Hold hoe
Get the fuck up out of our business
Got me whipping on a fast lane
Got you tripping on a foreign name
Don't be surprised now
All them hoes price down
Chop chop chop sticks
Got rice bitch?
Tax it
Mr. Miyagi taught me how to wax it
Get up out our store if you ain't making transactions
Oh, oh so why are you mad now?
It was not personal back when I had my face down
Remember that?
Now my business got you hurt huh?
What can I say?
It ′s never ever personal
Cash rules everything around us
Me and you is the only thing that is not
They trying to count our dealings
Test our feeling
Hold hoe
Get the fuck up out of our business
Got me whipping on a fast lane
Got you tripping on a foreign name
No motherfuckers come before you
I′m from the jungle thought I told you
How you feel?
How you feel?
How you feel?
How you feeling?
Give me all of them daddy
Cause I deserve them
I put the wok on fireplace when the lights were off
Now we're slicing Wagyu
With some truffle white sauce
大層なもんですな
現実なんてそんな大切か?
過剰?不足?生まれる格差
We have just enough fucks for
Only each other screaming
Cash rules everything around us
Me and you is the only thing that is not
They trying to count our dealings
Test our feeling
Hold hoe
Get the fuck up out of our business
Cash rules everything around us
Me and you is the only thing that is not
They trying to count our dealings
Test our feeling
Hold hoe
Get the fuck up out of our business
Writer(s): Awich, June Jissle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com