We Do It for Fun, Pt. 8
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โฑ๏ธ 2:32 duration
๐ ID: 11625654
๐ Lyrics
Yeah
Joker
Piss excellence
Shit on track
Sixty five million views
Numbers don't lie and neither do I
Milky Way bars, all them shits fly
Wow, oh my, girls fall from the sky
'Cause all that's in my pocket is Barley and Rye
Making love to the money
Apple of my eyes
Bitch, I do numbers
Basketball Wives
You hear the track, but all I hear is dinner bells
Fruit keeps 'em comin', so a nigga eating well
Since you hot
I'm a heat annex
Retarded in this bitch, birth defects
I be doing these chicks, like Checkers
Jump two and I never go backwards
Money is my outfit
Kush is my fragrance
Bitch I'm in the building, you ain't even part of maintenance
Stainless, that my outfit untainted
Money makes the meanest girls get acquainted
And they touch
And they kiss
My hoes cold
Yo hoes brick
I be murdering this shit, I act a fool
That's why my money tall like Spice Girl shoes
Kush got me sweating
Headband
Rack for the kill
Headband
Never had a deal, independent
My hood in the air, hot engine
Joe pass the blunt like, Joker go get 'em
On that green crack, Tyrone Biggums
Casual today, but I'm a G for life
Flippin' these hoes, U-N-I-T-Y
I keep some angel soft every time I'm recording
The studio is a bathroom, the booth is my porcelain
Married to the money and we not divorcing
And if it tries to leave I'll be absent to court and
Hit me back, I got a show in Vancouver
You make moves
I make maneuvers
You talk shit and you sit at home and hate
But I'll be somewhere trying to find my K
Look into my brain, bet I'm thinking dollar signs
I like large bills, you can't change my mind
Sipping on promethazine to quench my thirst
You Pacific and I'm Eastern, so I get what first
On a paper chase
'Til my shoes worn
Getting high in this bitch 'til the roof torn
Cold on a hot track, call it lukewarm
Now I'm out this bitch
New born
Joker
Piss excellence
Shit on track
Sixty five million views
Numbers don't lie and neither do I
Milky Way bars, all them shits fly
Wow, oh my, girls fall from the sky
'Cause all that's in my pocket is Barley and Rye
Making love to the money
Apple of my eyes
Bitch, I do numbers
Basketball Wives
You hear the track, but all I hear is dinner bells
Fruit keeps 'em comin', so a nigga eating well
Since you hot
I'm a heat annex
Retarded in this bitch, birth defects
I be doing these chicks, like Checkers
Jump two and I never go backwards
Money is my outfit
Kush is my fragrance
Bitch I'm in the building, you ain't even part of maintenance
Stainless, that my outfit untainted
Money makes the meanest girls get acquainted
And they touch
And they kiss
My hoes cold
Yo hoes brick
I be murdering this shit, I act a fool
That's why my money tall like Spice Girl shoes
Kush got me sweating
Headband
Rack for the kill
Headband
Never had a deal, independent
My hood in the air, hot engine
Joe pass the blunt like, Joker go get 'em
On that green crack, Tyrone Biggums
Casual today, but I'm a G for life
Flippin' these hoes, U-N-I-T-Y
I keep some angel soft every time I'm recording
The studio is a bathroom, the booth is my porcelain
Married to the money and we not divorcing
And if it tries to leave I'll be absent to court and
Hit me back, I got a show in Vancouver
You make moves
I make maneuvers
You talk shit and you sit at home and hate
But I'll be somewhere trying to find my K
Look into my brain, bet I'm thinking dollar signs
I like large bills, you can't change my mind
Sipping on promethazine to quench my thirst
You Pacific and I'm Eastern, so I get what first
On a paper chase
'Til my shoes worn
Getting high in this bitch 'til the roof torn
Cold on a hot track, call it lukewarm
Now I'm out this bitch
New born
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.60] Yeah
[00:06.77] Joker
[00:11.05] Piss excellence
[00:14.22] Shit on track
[00:16.70] Sixty five million views
[00:21.25] Numbers don't lie and neither do I
[00:23.91] Milky Way bars, all them shits fly
[00:26.37] Wow, oh my, girls fall from the sky
[00:28.91] 'Cause all that's in my pocket is Barley and Rye
[00:31.46] Making love to the money
[00:33.08] Apple of my eyes
[00:34.49] Bitch, I do numbers
[00:35.77] Basketball Wives
[00:37.00] You hear the track, but all I hear is dinner bells
[00:39.63] Fruit keeps 'em comin', so a nigga eating well
[00:42.51] Since you hot
[00:43.81] I'm a heat annex
[00:45.58] Retarded in this bitch, birth defects
[00:48.10] I be doing these chicks, like Checkers
[00:50.45] Jump two and I never go backwards
[00:53.05] Money is my outfit
[00:54.55] Kush is my fragrance
[00:55.85] Bitch I'm in the building, you ain't even part of maintenance
[00:58.38] Stainless, that my outfit untainted
[01:01.12] Money makes the meanest girls get acquainted
[01:04.12] And they touch
[01:05.44] And they kiss
[01:06.78] My hoes cold
[01:07.93] Yo hoes brick
[01:09.21] I be murdering this shit, I act a fool
[01:11.62] That's why my money tall like Spice Girl shoes
[01:14.53] Kush got me sweating
[01:16.98] Headband
[01:17.77] Rack for the kill
[01:19.25] Headband
[01:20.39] Never had a deal, independent
[01:22.93] My hood in the air, hot engine
[01:24.87] Joe pass the blunt like, Joker go get 'em
[01:27.66] On that green crack, Tyrone Biggums
[01:30.35] Casual today, but I'm a G for life
[01:33.13] Flippin' these hoes, U-N-I-T-Y
[01:35.55] I keep some angel soft every time I'm recording
[01:38.24] The studio is a bathroom, the booth is my porcelain
[01:41.00] Married to the money and we not divorcing
[01:43.66] And if it tries to leave I'll be absent to court and
[01:46.87] Hit me back, I got a show in Vancouver
[01:49.11] You make moves
[01:50.88] I make maneuvers
[01:52.15] You talk shit and you sit at home and hate
[01:54.31] But I'll be somewhere trying to find my K
[01:56.83] Look into my brain, bet I'm thinking dollar signs
[01:59.41] I like large bills, you can't change my mind
[02:01.97] Sipping on promethazine to quench my thirst
[02:04.59] You Pacific and I'm Eastern, so I get what first
[02:08.19] On a paper chase
[02:09.69] 'Til my shoes worn
[02:10.72] Getting high in this bitch 'til the roof torn
[02:13.23] Cold on a hot track, call it lukewarm
[02:16.18] Now I'm out this bitch
[02:17.75] New born
[02:18.84]
[00:06.77] Joker
[00:11.05] Piss excellence
[00:14.22] Shit on track
[00:16.70] Sixty five million views
[00:21.25] Numbers don't lie and neither do I
[00:23.91] Milky Way bars, all them shits fly
[00:26.37] Wow, oh my, girls fall from the sky
[00:28.91] 'Cause all that's in my pocket is Barley and Rye
[00:31.46] Making love to the money
[00:33.08] Apple of my eyes
[00:34.49] Bitch, I do numbers
[00:35.77] Basketball Wives
[00:37.00] You hear the track, but all I hear is dinner bells
[00:39.63] Fruit keeps 'em comin', so a nigga eating well
[00:42.51] Since you hot
[00:43.81] I'm a heat annex
[00:45.58] Retarded in this bitch, birth defects
[00:48.10] I be doing these chicks, like Checkers
[00:50.45] Jump two and I never go backwards
[00:53.05] Money is my outfit
[00:54.55] Kush is my fragrance
[00:55.85] Bitch I'm in the building, you ain't even part of maintenance
[00:58.38] Stainless, that my outfit untainted
[01:01.12] Money makes the meanest girls get acquainted
[01:04.12] And they touch
[01:05.44] And they kiss
[01:06.78] My hoes cold
[01:07.93] Yo hoes brick
[01:09.21] I be murdering this shit, I act a fool
[01:11.62] That's why my money tall like Spice Girl shoes
[01:14.53] Kush got me sweating
[01:16.98] Headband
[01:17.77] Rack for the kill
[01:19.25] Headband
[01:20.39] Never had a deal, independent
[01:22.93] My hood in the air, hot engine
[01:24.87] Joe pass the blunt like, Joker go get 'em
[01:27.66] On that green crack, Tyrone Biggums
[01:30.35] Casual today, but I'm a G for life
[01:33.13] Flippin' these hoes, U-N-I-T-Y
[01:35.55] I keep some angel soft every time I'm recording
[01:38.24] The studio is a bathroom, the booth is my porcelain
[01:41.00] Married to the money and we not divorcing
[01:43.66] And if it tries to leave I'll be absent to court and
[01:46.87] Hit me back, I got a show in Vancouver
[01:49.11] You make moves
[01:50.88] I make maneuvers
[01:52.15] You talk shit and you sit at home and hate
[01:54.31] But I'll be somewhere trying to find my K
[01:56.83] Look into my brain, bet I'm thinking dollar signs
[01:59.41] I like large bills, you can't change my mind
[02:01.97] Sipping on promethazine to quench my thirst
[02:04.59] You Pacific and I'm Eastern, so I get what first
[02:08.19] On a paper chase
[02:09.69] 'Til my shoes worn
[02:10.72] Getting high in this bitch 'til the roof torn
[02:13.23] Cold on a hot track, call it lukewarm
[02:16.18] Now I'm out this bitch
[02:17.75] New born
[02:18.84]