J.I.D, Money Makin’ Nique - Black Dove lyrics

[J.I.D, Money Makin’ Nique - Black Dove lyrics]

Now the meat has been marinating for a couple
Of minutes to get all that flavor in
Next, with some cornflower
A heat teaspoon in with marinated chicken
This is going to help seal all
The juices of the meat
When you go to a Chinese
Restaurant or a takeaway
Most people always ask me how do you get
The meat so tender and
Delicious and succulent
And this is why 'cause as it cooks
Cornflower protects all those juices inside

Yeah, let's get it poppin'
Let's get it poppin' word to the weed
I'm Scott Jopling in Benihanas
Word to Steves
I ain't dropping no pennies mama
My mama raised me a G
And a gentleman getting money
My hat facing the back and
My back facing the wall
And my niggas facing the blunt
And my gun tucked in my drawls
And my girl grabbing my dick
I hope she don't shoot this shit off
Cause these bitches staring at me
Know that she gone get pissed off
But I'm chilling, like a fan on the ceiling
Trying to decide if I'm the
True hero or villain
My disguise describes a guy
Spilling and feeling himself
Not really just full of himself
Not really, but really, oh really (word)
I'm rapping in sign language
I'm sick of the silly words
Like, you heard me word
And I'm simple as pushing verbs
Hella words, spelling words, spelling B's
Stratch alive, find the leaf
And money can grow on trees

I just sold a sack for the fifth time today
That's gone have me in Sax
For the fifth time today
We can't sell this fast enough
I tell the bitch "Andeley"
Couple niggas cool but then again
Ya'll shit kinda lame
I'm a shaman, my remedy is this
Drink it out the condom
You'll be feeling fine
And your boyfriend gone know it once
You climb with that cooch bin
Cus it lossened, and it had another room
When he moved in
Need not worried if we fucking
He just spermed
Nigga in a Beamer, I ain't love
Stuck in a ship pack
Now the whip cracking in third
Gear like a whip crack
Nigga, I'm ready to shoot like Anita
Ready to sue when you sample a
Loop or some cheap shit done
Done in the booth and I done learned my way
Around Atlana taking bitches home
So it be titties interchangeable like
Mother fucking action figure clothes
Cash off Xanax just to get these bills paid
I'ma chill paid in the hill shade with all
The this sound we can kill Blade
Dressed in snow beach with a bad cop
Bet she a hoe, freak
Wanna get DP'd with the Billy club
I fucked the police i'm cuffing both cheeks
Disorderly conduct when I go deep
Neighbors called the police, man
I just told ya'll like both feet
And once we T up
I make a nigga rapper turn singer
Let the bitch suck my dick, now I grow famous

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