
tell me - g. twilight lyrics
[hook]
tell me somethin’ good, no bullsh*t man
i wanna hear the sound of money hittin’ my hand
tell me something good, no sl!ck sh*t man
you know i’m wit’ it, let’s get it
million dollar plan
tell me somethin’ good, no bullsh*t man
i wanna hear the sound of money hittin’ my hand
tell me somethin’ good, no sl!ck sh*t man
you know i’m wit’ it, let’s get it
million dollar plan
[verse 1]
suckas in h*ll want ice water, but for them it’s too late
had a dream about money, woke up with dope on my plate
the drug trade is like the slave trade
everybody out here tryin’ to get paid
a lawless time, but america’s always been lawless
a wealthy ass country, how you think we got all these things?
but f*ck all that, tell me somethin’ good
what’s the word on the street? what’s poppin’ in the hood?
rocks, pills, weed, blow, what’cha know daddy*o?
let’s put our heads together, increase the cash flow
broke and unemployed, better get off your ass
i’m running like flo*jump, chasin’ this cash
alarm clock goin’ off, i never hit snooze
i got so much game, i just can’t lose
big money stacks, let’s go get it
and if you ain’t wit’ it, then n*gga tell me you ain’t wit’ it
[hook]
tell me somethin’ good, no bullsh*t man
i wanna hear the sound of money hittin’ my hand
tell me something good, no sl!ck sh*t man
you know i’m wit’ it, let’s get it
million dollar plan
tell me somethin’ good, no bullsh*t man
i wanna hear the sound of money hittin’ my hand
tell me somethin’ good, no sl!ck sh*t man
you know i’m wit’ it, let’s get it
million dollar plan
[verse 2]
my stripper b*tch said she’ll make me rich
i know she broke luck because my palm itch
ask her to say your name durin’ s*x and she’ll say customer
unless you got some money then bro don’t f*ck wit’ her
it is trickin’ if you got it
she put it in my pocket
now we at benihanas in fairlane
playing with chopsticks
no real job, i caught a felony
so if it ain’t ‘bout no money, then why you tellin’ me?
run that check up
then freeze my neck up
then put some diamonds in my carties
n*gga, chef boyardee
cause i be in the kitchen
pyrex whippin’
breaking down bigs and baggin’ up o’s
you hit the stripper with the money, watch it fall to the floor
but when she pick it up i’m the one who count it
count it and recount it
i know what the amount is
a brick flipper
mackin’ strippers
bad b*tches, crack zipper
[hook]
tell me somethin’ good, no bullsh*t man
i wanna hear the sound of money hittin’ my hand
tell me something good, no sl!ck sh*t man
you know i’m wit’ it, let’s get it
million dollar plan
tell me somethin’ good, no bullsh*t man
i wanna hear the sound of money hittin’ my hand
tell me somethin’ good, no sl!ck sh*t man
you know i’m wit’ it, let’s get it
million dollar plan
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