Money Making Jam Boys, DJ Jazzy Jeff - 500 Horses lyrics
[Money Making Jam Boys, DJ Jazzy Jeff - 500 Horses lyrics]
500 horses, Panamera Porsches
Sharpshooter, like I'm in the US armed Forces
I turn emcees to corpses, sons to orphans
I turn the mics on and
Burn rappers like crosses i'm high-voltage
Cash from undisclosed sources
Choppin' it up with other bosses
On that closed door shit
It's Black Star quality, rap star salary
Do it for my city
Let me know if ya'll proud of me
How I paint the picture like Diego Rivera
Easier than puttin' two pieces
Of Lego together
On point like an infrared laser Beretta
What I'm bringing to these rappers
Is a major vendetta
It's the end of your era
My dimension is terror
Family thinking they should
Have an intervention, you better
A lot of niggas in the game
None of them can do better
Money making trendsetters
You will never forget us
North side terrorize the bar
From the lifestyle that most
Try to get involved
I represent the money making jam superstars
It's what it's like when your
Yacht comes with a car
Weed in the wind, livin' on the fringe
'Round here we call
This some twenty-twen-twen
My chemical romance is like a coke binge
Award tour with your best
Broad and back again
Word, now she's the envy of all her friends
Me and my mans tag-team, whoomp there it is
It's all proper biz'
What's more hot than this
Put a sucker emcee in a sarcophagus
Couple shots of the twist get a nigga bent
Grab the microphone, cold mollywhop the bitch
Black Shakespeare, the words I invent
It's like Cape Fear, whenever I'm here
500
Horses
Couple hundred dollars for the
Tag on the waistline
Blowing money fast just to brag
On the bass line deep water, Slim
You gotta swim past the safe line
Outskirt livin'
House sittin' on the state line
Yeah, I talk money while I make mine
Grapevine
Twist a lime spritzer, or a white wine
Show up late, and then I escape
With something sleazy in the beamer
Tell that bitch
Roll me up, never hold me up - nigga
I be cold as fuck langston Hughes quotable
In photos I be Polo'd up logo nut
Each and every city keep a local slut
Schoolly D, put down the dutch and turn
My fuckin' vocals up
Shittin' us, them niggas ain't nice
Nigga the jig is up
Spit amongst the best in the business
Homie you kiddin' us
Make a playa handle his business
After he witness us
The first string flow, you motherfuckin'
Jon Kitna us
They said, "Dice
You've got 12" I said let me in
I party every night 12AM to 12PM
And then I close my coffin like Dracula
My thoughts' complex like the
Engines on an Acura
My dick starts about as simple
As a sling shot
My foot starts about as simple as high top
My nasty Gucci John, eleven-and-a half
I kick you in your face
Then put it up your ass
Then throw you in the trash
Like Chinese take-out
Then hit your girl with that old 52 fake out
Then my smile looks up like the Joker's face
Nickname, Mr make it happen, Mr poker face
Enemy of sobriety, menace to a society
No one as fly as me
Girls got their eye on me
Walkin' with the Ralph Lauren linen suit
Barely buttoned, like George
Jefferson barely struttin', it ain't nothing
I'm the topic of
Ya'll motherfuckers discussion
And I'm the reason why
Ya'll niggas actin' discretion
Discretion - you niggas find
Me really interustin'
Busters, that's why I'm going to
Have to start bustin'
Sharpshooter, like I'm in the US armed Forces
I turn emcees to corpses, sons to orphans
I turn the mics on and
Burn rappers like crosses i'm high-voltage
Cash from undisclosed sources
Choppin' it up with other bosses
On that closed door shit
It's Black Star quality, rap star salary
Do it for my city
Let me know if ya'll proud of me
How I paint the picture like Diego Rivera
Easier than puttin' two pieces
Of Lego together
On point like an infrared laser Beretta
What I'm bringing to these rappers
Is a major vendetta
It's the end of your era
My dimension is terror
Family thinking they should
Have an intervention, you better
A lot of niggas in the game
None of them can do better
Money making trendsetters
You will never forget us
North side terrorize the bar
From the lifestyle that most
Try to get involved
I represent the money making jam superstars
It's what it's like when your
Yacht comes with a car
Weed in the wind, livin' on the fringe
'Round here we call
This some twenty-twen-twen
My chemical romance is like a coke binge
Award tour with your best
Broad and back again
Word, now she's the envy of all her friends
Me and my mans tag-team, whoomp there it is
It's all proper biz'
What's more hot than this
Put a sucker emcee in a sarcophagus
Couple shots of the twist get a nigga bent
Grab the microphone, cold mollywhop the bitch
Black Shakespeare, the words I invent
It's like Cape Fear, whenever I'm here
500
Horses
Couple hundred dollars for the
Tag on the waistline
Blowing money fast just to brag
On the bass line deep water, Slim
You gotta swim past the safe line
Outskirt livin'
House sittin' on the state line
Yeah, I talk money while I make mine
Grapevine
Twist a lime spritzer, or a white wine
Show up late, and then I escape
With something sleazy in the beamer
Tell that bitch
Roll me up, never hold me up - nigga
I be cold as fuck langston Hughes quotable
In photos I be Polo'd up logo nut
Each and every city keep a local slut
Schoolly D, put down the dutch and turn
My fuckin' vocals up
Shittin' us, them niggas ain't nice
Nigga the jig is up
Spit amongst the best in the business
Homie you kiddin' us
Make a playa handle his business
After he witness us
The first string flow, you motherfuckin'
Jon Kitna us
They said, "Dice
You've got 12" I said let me in
I party every night 12AM to 12PM
And then I close my coffin like Dracula
My thoughts' complex like the
Engines on an Acura
My dick starts about as simple
As a sling shot
My foot starts about as simple as high top
My nasty Gucci John, eleven-and-a half
I kick you in your face
Then put it up your ass
Then throw you in the trash
Like Chinese take-out
Then hit your girl with that old 52 fake out
Then my smile looks up like the Joker's face
Nickname, Mr make it happen, Mr poker face
Enemy of sobriety, menace to a society
No one as fly as me
Girls got their eye on me
Walkin' with the Ralph Lauren linen suit
Barely buttoned, like George
Jefferson barely struttin', it ain't nothing
I'm the topic of
Ya'll motherfuckers discussion
And I'm the reason why
Ya'll niggas actin' discretion
Discretion - you niggas find
Me really interustin'
Busters, that's why I'm going to
Have to start bustin'