A Village Romeo and Juliet - Music drama in six scenes from Gottfried Keller's novel (2002 Remastered Version), Scene V. The Fair: Come, my Vrenchen! (Sali, Vrenchen, chorus)

歌詞

Shout to the big homie Tip, salute Hustle Gang Shouts to my whole Hood Rich fam Doe B, wussup nigga? You can call me anything but fucked up And them hatin niggas who hatin, they fucked up And that little bitch, whoever he with got fucked up We talkin money, it make no sense so shut the fuck up I’m ballin on these niggas like I’m Wes Brook Ok see these niggas, man I’m flexed up I came from the bottom, ran my checkup Now I’m in the high riser, getting my dick sucked And no lame bragging, I’m just speaking facts Them NYC niggas, say no speakin crack Them hoes said I thank em too much, it ain’t nobody And they say nobody’s perfect so I get so 1000 Geek’d up on that money, turn up on a fuck nigga Only thing I’m turning down is these punk bitches And I ain’t neva had shit Fucked up every check, came through the cribs nigga 6-0-6 3-6 nigga I ain’t neva had shit All I wanted was some money You know? Show you niggas I done come from nothing Yea I did that Yea! Money cars and clothes, I ain’t neva had shit Man that’s all we know, I ain’t neva had shit Designer head to toe, I ain’t neva had shit Turn up on these hoes, I ain’t neva had shit You can hate me all you want, I ain’t neva had shit Call me anything but broke, I ain’t neva had shit I fucked the baddest bitches, I ain’t neva had shit I went from rap to riches, I ain’t neva had shit And you can call me anything but broke, boy I’ve been on my grind since the go boy Know how to make the Jetsons like Joe boy And all you crossed together, still can’t make a low boy I’m ballin on these niggas like I’m D Wade Yo bitch went MIA in MIA for 3 days Got you runnin round town like have you seen she? I fucked that hoe so many times I call her cliché We get it, yea I got it Magician in that kitchen with no prize they had the Prada Been so many numbers that I think I’m being followed And my phone turned, it’s talking close, I need a enchilada No problem, give it to you by tomorrow It’s so lonely at the top and I came from the bottom Jesus pieces around my collar, please protect me heavenly Father They don’t wanna see me fall but I ain’t neva had nothing I ain’t neva had nothing man I came from the bottom, man shit You know how this shit go man It’s lonely up there man I see you lil niggas though Money cars and clothes, I ain’t neva had shit Man that’s all we know, I ain’t neva had shit Designer head to toe, I ain’t neva had shit Turn up on these hoes, I ain’t neva had shit You can hate me all you want, I ain’t neva had shit Call me anything but broke, I ain’t neva had shit I fucked the baddest bitches, I ain’t neva had shit I went from rap to riches, I ain’t neva had shit