Nana Nana Nana (explicit album version)
Jim Jones
Nana Nana Nana (explicit album version) 歌詞
Dipset, as we proceed what have we here?
Take that, take that, its 0-9 mutha******a
One thing to do get money mutha******a
I pulled off like na, na, na, na, na, na
They would of tried some bull******t but a ****** had the blamer
They only got me cause they caught it on a camera
They wanna ball but they aint got no stamina
They said damn man, you lookin like
Pac I said, nah not alive, man
Im lookin like
Jones Besides
I put money on your skull and bones
And keep it low, watch what you say up on those ****** phones
Touch down and getcha ass hung the **** ** up
Just like a bunch of clothes
Hey, ma we stretch work like you touch your toes
And in the middle of
July we got that summer snow
I got em snowboarding in
August and
I love a pretty ******
But the Porsche look gorgeous
Harlem is one big ski slalom,
I guess the hill is like the
Swiss Alps
We bring them whips out
We gettin money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Waitin at the flash throwin money at the cameras
Twin turbs out speeding with the scanners
Breeze past the cops screamin na, na, na, na, na, na
We gettin money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Lookin at my ass dont you wish he had a camera
We gettin money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Drop top at the light screamin life is good
If theres money on my head
I hope they got a receipt
Cool your old ass off cause its hot on these streets
I got dogs and they not on a leash
So you hope you understand, do you copy, capesh?
At this point
I dont think they could take it
Sharks in the water they wont make it to safety
And even though that we been gettin cake
And now the money taste sweet like pastry, they hate me
Now tell me how
I look Would you rather live life like me or by the book?
Sheesh, we are what we are
Make the wrong move will put your ****** ass in the
ER Flat line if its red apples fallin hit me on the bat line
Im back for mine some more black flyin
The flyest ****** you know that got a knack for crime, na, na
We gettin money like na, na, na , na, na, na
Waitin at the flash throwin money at the cameras
Twin turbs out speeding with the scanners
Breeze past the cops screamin na, na, na, na, na, na
We gettin money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Lookin at my ass dont you wish he had a camera
We gettin money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Drop top at the light screamin life is good
And what you do ******?
I cop cars out the future, pocket so fat like
Raspusha I think
Im gettin used to lifestyle rich and conspicuous
Chicks want to get with us, the feds takin flicks of us
They all know
I put on for
Harlem Tell rich
Broadway I took it up another level
I took 80, blew it on a
Beezle Bought the new
Fiskar, flew it through the ghetto
The definition of opulence
The jewels drippin, we droppin on top and poppin ******t
Who would think that this kid from the projects
Get his neck so cold you would think hes lethargic
The wrist look like hypothermia set in
Pick a club night that the burner dont get in
We pop champagne until the club let out
I drink and
I ****** and then
I piss a ****** rent out
We gettin money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Waitin at the flash throwin money at the cameras
Twin turbs out speeding with the scanners
Breeze past the cops screamin na, na, na, na, na, na
We gettin money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Lookin at my ass dont you wish he had a camera
We gettin money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Drop top at the light screamin life is good
You know the rules ******?
Fly high or get flew over
Roll with us or get rolled over, aint nothin change
Just the decimal point mutha******a, you get the point?
Money, money, money, dont make dollars, dont make sense
****** you ******, suck a ****** too,
Jones