Casey Veggies - No Debate lyrics

[Casey Veggies - No Debate lyrics]

Yeah I don't need no introduction
She know what it is it's the one and only
The Boy, you diggin' what I'm sayin' yeah

I need the money right now, I can not wait
Baby girl know I'm the realest and
Know it ain't up for debate
I need a hunnid so I make it
And a house on the lake
I'm gettin' rich like a ball player
Like I'm playin' for the Lakers
Yeah, she said nigga borin'
He ho's for the cake
I'm pullin' up her in a foreign
Yeah all my whips day
When you handle all the pressure
Them diamonds gon' bust out the bad chick
She gon' fuck me good and bring them hundreds

Her pussy good, but my money good
So I never could chase
Nigga talkin' all that tough shit
Nigga we gon' erase
Fuckin' on his lil' bad broad
I might move in her place
I've been smoking on some good biscotti
I ain't rollin'
See the money, she gon' do no talkin'
She gon make that shit shake
I remember I was a lil' nigga
Then I boosted my rank
I see the difference, yeah
When I was down they wasn't comin' to me
Money up, nigga
Now the shit ain't really nothin' to me
I can't respect it if it ain't to my face
Went to sleep broken, woke up in a
Niggas be talkin' with nothing to say
They tryna find out how much that I make
This city too small
Better watch where you lay
They had them young niggas up in
I need a milly, three hundred a day
I'm getting rich, can't do minimum wage

I need the money right now, I can not wait
Baby girl know I'm the realest and
Know it ain't up for debate
I need a hunnid so I make it
And a house on the lake
I'm gettin' rich like a ball player
Like I'm playin' for the Lakers
Yeah, she said nigga borin'
He ho's for the cake
I'm pullin' up her in a foreign
Yeah all my whips day
When you handle all the pressure
Them diamonds gon' bust out the bad chick
She gon' fuck me good and bring them hundreds

I can turn a dollar into fifty
Lookin' in a Bentley
Got a thousand bitches with me
That's a lot of damn purses
Gucci, Prada, on the logo
PNC on the promo, going dummy on the
Free my cousin, he a lifer drive a like a
Watch your girl, I'll pipe her
Pick her up, one nighter
I'm a cold one nighter she was a
She was a pretty brown drivin' me 'round

Stay in yo lane, ain't got no change
And bitch, you blew it, know the gang
And how we do it, evil side bitch
We the truest, different 'round the globe
I might just pop out with the
They gon' keep me up on
And plus they live a nigga music
Know I keep it real
Know these niggas low down, bad broke
Don't want no beef for real
Take a nigga ho, she was just broke
With me, don't miss a meal
You ain't talkin' about nothing
One thing for, I go
Young niggas gon' get this money
You niggas ain't talkin' about nothing gang

I need the money right now, I can not wait
Baby girl know I'm the realest and
Know it ain't up for debate
I need a hunnid so I make it
And a house on the lake
I'm gettin' rich like a ball player
Like I'm playin' for the Lakers
Yeah, she said nigga borin'
He ho's for the cake
I'm pullin' up her in a foreign
Yeah all my whips day
When you handle all the pressure
Them diamonds gon' bust out the bad chick
She gon' fuck me good and bring them hundreds

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