Money Boy - Hell No songtext (lyrics)
Sebastian Meisinger
[Money Boy - Hell No songtext lyrics]
I'm gettin' money like I'm s'posed to
Stack bread and I fuck a lotta hoes too, yeah
I ain't fuck with you lame ass
Goofy ass, broke ass bums, hell no! (hell no)
Ay and my neck on cold
And my wrist on froze and my money don't fold
(don't fold) meine Bitch is bad
And I get that bag, then I flipped my bread
My bread ay yeah I popped my shit
Meine pockets dick, go and suck my dick, yeah
(my dick, yeah)
I'm gettin' money like I'm s'posed to
Stack bread and I fuck a lotta hoes too
Ey, die Money-Bags kommen jetzt herein
Vor der Villa steht ein Aston
Wie der Premier League-Verein (nice)
Ich hab' meine Chain auf Ice
Und sag' zu der Bitch: I can change your life
(wooh) es is wie bei In-N-Out
Money comin' in and out (cash)
Diese Goofies makin all kinda
Funny shit for clout, woow
Used to be broke, but im up now (up now)
Uh, these ass hoes wanna fuck now (dat right)
Used to have juice, now I got the sauce
(sauce)
Keine Zahnseide, Bitch, but I love to floss
Ey blac Youngsta mit dem Cash
Hunderttausend Euro just to stunt on your ass
Dummer Keck
Realrap all you do is fucking cap
Doch in echt you ain't got it like that (nah)
Got dat thang and I brrrang on your bitch ass
(bang, bang)
Damn, I got the game, oh I'm smitas
I'm gettin' money like I'm s'posed to
Stack bread and I fuck a lotta hoes too, yeah
I ain't fuck with you lame ass
Goofy ass, broke ass bums, hell no! (hell no)
Ay and my neck on cold
And my wrist on froze and my money don't fold
(don't fold) meine Bitch is bad
And I get that bag, then I flipped my bread
My bread ay yeah I popped my shit
Meine pockets dick, go and suck my dick, yeah
(my dick, yeah)
I'm gettin' money like I'm s'posed to
(yeah, yeah)
Stack bread and I fuck a lotta hoes too
(lotta hoes too)
Check das aus, Boy
Du bist nur ein Trottel Wichser
In dem Restaurant und ich esse Lobster-Pizza
Und weißt du was Boy
Ich ficke deine Tochter oft
Ich bin ein G, real G Räuber Hotzenplotz
(damn) king of Diamonds mit den Broskies
Bitches poppen ihre Pussy für das Money
(money) ménage à trois mit zwei French-Hoes
(french-hoes)
Ich gib den Bitches meine wrap sauce (yeah)
Kein Sourcream, Glo Up das Powerteam
Bitches sind wet, wie eine Shower, see
Make you bleed red sauce kein Ketchup (ay)
We makin' it rain, egal in welchem Strip-Club
King of Diamonds, Follies oder Club Lust
50 told me: Go ahead and switch your style up
And if they hate
I let 'em hate and watch the money pile up
I'm gettin' money like I'm s'posed to
Stack bread and I fuck a lotta hoes too, yeah
I ain't fuck with you lame ass
Goofy ass, broke ass bums, hell no! (hell no)
Ay and my neck on cold
And my wrist on froze and my money don't fold
(don't fold) meine Bitch is bad
And I get that bag, then I flipped my bread
My bread ay yeah I popped my shit
Meine pockets dick, go and suck my dick, yeah
(my dick, yeah)
I'm gettin' money like I'm s'posed to
Stack bread and I fuck a lotta hoes too
(lotta hoes too)