Johnny Cash, Remy R.E.D - Another One lyrics
[Johnny Cash, Remy R.E.D - Another One lyrics]
Aye, aye, you know my game man (cha Ching)
M G M, I ain't talkin' about the casino
Money Gang (cha Ching)
Aye, aye, you claim to be a gangsta
And ain't shot once
And my desert eagle long as a shotgun
Buck buck shots spread
Right though you hot heads
Hop in my charger, Daytona or harder, f it
It ain't a starter job, born to be wild
B n and even Feds zonin' me now
Cuz I'm bigger than I used to be
And don't nobody want me rich
Even your closest kin blood
And your homie snitched
B n get dead, and thirty in the d spread it
And hit the MIA, I'm gettin' big breaded
Clear outta sight s I clear out tonight
Last thing they seen was flames and
The steam out the pipes
To that O seven five fifty
B wanna ride with me
Then hit me up 'round ten b it's nine fifty
Dolla sign H young cash fast gunna
I never could see me goin' unda
Na Na Now if I take yo b don't get mad
Get you another one, then roll another blunt
Yes there's plenty mo, we get plenty dough
And outta town b love us you already know
And if I take yo b don't get mad
Get you another one, then roll another blunt
Yes there's plenty mo, we get plenty dough
And outta town b love us you already know
You claim to be a baller but you ain't rich
In and outta lanes doing
Thangs takin' plane trips
Furl face hang on my chain
That's who I bang with
Pretty girls sayin' my name
In different language
I live the type of lifestyle suckaz die for
Fam, money, power
Respect that's what I ride foe
Thirty in the stash spot
Forty on my side though
Pad lock, trap spot, keys to the condo
High as hell, back of the club
Keep my mind lit
New J's huggin' my feet, I'm on some fly s
Hang outta foreign wips
Ninety on the dashboard
Haters mad we collect stamps on our passport
Dro City hustla Remy bottle young fifth
Been the same only thang's changed is my fit
Life's a b she mine now, top down
Ski mask on you ain't with it get shot down
Na Na Now if I take yo b don't get mad
Get you another one, then roll another blunt
Yes there's plenty mo, we get plenty dough
And outta town b love us you already know
And if I take yo b don't get mad
Get you another one, then roll another blunt
Yes there's plenty mo, we get plenty dough
And outta town b love us you already know
M G M, I ain't talkin' about the casino
Money Gang (cha Ching)
Aye, aye, you claim to be a gangsta
And ain't shot once
And my desert eagle long as a shotgun
Buck buck shots spread
Right though you hot heads
Hop in my charger, Daytona or harder, f it
It ain't a starter job, born to be wild
B n and even Feds zonin' me now
Cuz I'm bigger than I used to be
And don't nobody want me rich
Even your closest kin blood
And your homie snitched
B n get dead, and thirty in the d spread it
And hit the MIA, I'm gettin' big breaded
Clear outta sight s I clear out tonight
Last thing they seen was flames and
The steam out the pipes
To that O seven five fifty
B wanna ride with me
Then hit me up 'round ten b it's nine fifty
Dolla sign H young cash fast gunna
I never could see me goin' unda
Na Na Now if I take yo b don't get mad
Get you another one, then roll another blunt
Yes there's plenty mo, we get plenty dough
And outta town b love us you already know
And if I take yo b don't get mad
Get you another one, then roll another blunt
Yes there's plenty mo, we get plenty dough
And outta town b love us you already know
You claim to be a baller but you ain't rich
In and outta lanes doing
Thangs takin' plane trips
Furl face hang on my chain
That's who I bang with
Pretty girls sayin' my name
In different language
I live the type of lifestyle suckaz die for
Fam, money, power
Respect that's what I ride foe
Thirty in the stash spot
Forty on my side though
Pad lock, trap spot, keys to the condo
High as hell, back of the club
Keep my mind lit
New J's huggin' my feet, I'm on some fly s
Hang outta foreign wips
Ninety on the dashboard
Haters mad we collect stamps on our passport
Dro City hustla Remy bottle young fifth
Been the same only thang's changed is my fit
Life's a b she mine now, top down
Ski mask on you ain't with it get shot down
Na Na Now if I take yo b don't get mad
Get you another one, then roll another blunt
Yes there's plenty mo, we get plenty dough
And outta town b love us you already know
And if I take yo b don't get mad
Get you another one, then roll another blunt
Yes there's plenty mo, we get plenty dough
And outta town b love us you already know