Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Taxin', artist - 32 KaratDate of issue: 11.09.2017
Song language: English
Taxin' |
| Bridge: YUNG gOD |
| Nine to Five, yeah I’m on the grind |
| Tryna feed my fam, getting paper (Mama!) |
| Talking 99, yeah I’m on them jobs, getting dough like I’m a baker (Rrrrah!) |
| Niggas asking me for favors (what?!) |
| When I’m not around you hating (Ugh!!) |
| Calling, Texting on the daily (prrrr!) |
| Where were you when I was failing? |
| Hook: Taffy x YUNG gOD |
| When I’m in the streets they calling me, boyi nipaseko chabe ya drink |
| Bakamba bakamba they’re calling me, boyi nipaseko chabe ya drink |
| Asking and Taxin a nigga like, boyi nipaseko chabe ya drink |
| Damn it your hustle be sounding like, boyi nipaseko chabe ya drink |
| Verse 1: YUNG gOD |
| These niggas be taxing me (Zacchaeus) |
| All of these niggas they taxing me (yaba!) |
| Your girl in my face she harassing me (gotdamn) |
| Cause she know that I got the recipe |
| I’m tryna get rich before I turn 30 my nigga you know that’s the plan (and you |
| know) |
| But how can I stack up these racks when these niggas be coming around with |
| they’re hands |
| Looking for a handout, you so damn lazy like you Xanned out (why?!) |
| You dick ride hoping that I pull them bands out (D'HAHAHA!) |
| Nigga you should grow up you a man now (you a grown a** nigga!) |
| I be the only surrounded by winners, when Im in this room full mirrors (word!) |
| So tell that pussy cat to write his own lyrics, stop stealing my rhymes and |
| just mind your own business! |
| (you heard? Iweh!) |
| Bridge |
| Hook |
| Verse 2: Taffy aka The Badboy T |
| I’m grinding for Dough like a Baker |
| Look at the way that they Wake Up |
| Broke like a Bitch with no make Up |
| Damn it am Baking the Cake Up |
| Just look At the way that they hustle For Change |
| Battle with Rage, alibe Na Reg |
| I swear that you ninggas ain’t nothing but negative energy up in my Range |
| (ain't talking about Rovers) |
| Ndimwe Ma lovwa, zero pa ntumba |
| Ndiwe Kabova, unama Na kuba |
| Damn it its too Bad |
| Elo si Dobo, Awe ni Junta |
| Just look at at the way |
| That they look at the weight of my Pocket |
| The way that I’m talking the way that am walking |
| The Chain that am Rocking |
| They thinking that they |
| They can keep up |
| But can you keep a |
| Bridge |
| Hook |
| Verse 3: 32 Karat |
| I be tryna cut the middle man |
| Yeah yeah yeah that been that plan |
| I ain’t a rapper no more my nigga |
| I’ma business man that’s into rap |
| No award but put zed on the map |
| They been sour since i started trap |
| The money be calling I holler back |
| Like prrr prrr where my nigga at?! |
| I don’t got pressure with giving nada |
| But i get pressured when you doing nada |
| Always expecting from me alone |
| When i was steady grinding all alone |
| Money radars when you get to texting |
| Never invite wen u up n flexing |
| Trippy looking like the next selection |
| When we up in sections know its bottle pressing |
| Bridge |
| Hook |