Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sometime Today, artist - BoazDate of issue: 13.04.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sometime Today |
| Futuristic cars, futuristic clothes, futuristic girls |
| Get the dick and go crazy, I’m always meeting those ballistic girls |
| Young fly nigga, they always told me I’d kiss the girls |
| And make them cry, say goodnight to the bad guy |
| I’m outta this world |
| They be thinking I’m crazy, they be thinkin I’m outta my mind |
| I be smoking that loud pack, it costs 500 that’s an ounce at a time |
| Doin' P85, and a tall glass of Henessey with no |
| Nah I don’t really mess with stocks, still invest in blocks |
| Pappi hitting with the low price |
| Niggas still up and down with the coke price |
| Got the pipeline all the way to H-town |
| All I gotta do is get em back north, I see my bitch roundtrip on the greyhound |
| See I just gotta get paid, this the game that a lot of us played |
| One way in, no way out |
| Boss niggas always gotta get paid |
| I’m known around in these streets for |
| Gettin' after that money |
| All the niggas I roll with |
| Gettin' after that money |
| Been grinding like a pair of bad bricks |
| Gettin' after that money |
| I wear a Rolex with a grill face |
| Gettin' after that money |
| See me dressed in designer clothes |
| Gettin' after that money |
| Always fuck with the finest hoes |
| Gettin' after that money |
| Grip and grain in the newest cars |
| Gettin' after that money |
| This the life of ghetto superstars |
| Gettin' after that money |
| Born in '87, car from '87, means I’m ridin in a classic |
| Remember sledgin used to have the Mac 11 |
| Down 11 nigga have it |
| Nowadays Im into gettin paid |
| My nigga gettin moneys not a habit |
| And the only question they askin: If I’m payin with paper or plastic |
| 911 look drastic |
| OG Kush on my fabric |
| Whip look like it do magic |
| Lots of bread in my cabinent |
| Been rolling up since I was younger |
| Stack? |
| were spendin in the summer |
| Shittin on you niggas, need a plumber |
| Clean up after niggas when Im done |
| Niggas talkin shit it go in one ear |
| Roll some weed it come out the other |
| Goin to the crib I be work hard |
| Roll some weed and come out another |
| Just me and Bo, trees rolled, blowing some of that mary jane |
| Sipping some of that Bombay, all my niggas rep Taylor Gang |