Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Been There Done That, artist - Dr. Dre. Date of issue: 31.12.1995
Song language: English
Been There Done That |
| I been there been there |
| Done that done that |
| You got guns? |
| we got guns… |
| Yo I got straps we got straps… |
| A million muthafuckas on the planet Earth talk that hard |
| bullshit 'cause it’s all they worth… |
| No question it’s all about the D O E. |
| So if money is the root I want the whole damn tree. |
| Ain’t tryin’to stock around for the Illuminati |
| Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G… |
| Since way back I’ve been collecting my fee |
| With the 48-tracks and the M — I — C. |
| Got a palace in the Hills overlooking the sea. |
| It’s worth 8, but I only paid 5 point 3. |
| Worldwide, got the triple beam, I slide. |
| Listenin’to yo demo in a stretch limo. |
| It’s how I ride — cartel style. |
| Full, stacked to the max now. |
| A million-dollar smile, people wonder how. |
| 'Dre Day’every day. |
| Trips to Montigo Bay, |
| with more chips than Frito Lay. |
| Flossed jewels in a tire, ain’t nuthin’fly. |
| Straight or illegal — it’s still the root of all evil… |
| Coz… |
| Young black Rockerfeller. |
| Hell, a swiss and mozarella. |
| Pockets sweller, gettin’money like a bank teller. |
| 'Cause a fool and his dough soon split. |
| So when you come across a fool get all that she be gettin'. |
| Ladies, get your paper too. |
| Don’t expect for no man to support you. |
| Keep it true, |
| 'Cause most brothers are raised to decide for the pesos. |
| My woman is independent, makin’dough by the case loads. |
| I’mma keep buildin'… make it killing. |
| Kick back, relax, and grow old with my millions. |
| That’s where it’s at. |
| You got drama, I got the gat, |
| But we’re both black so I don’t wanna lay you flat. |
| Instead let’s get paper, while it’s paper to get. |
| Private Jet, 600 coupes that I runs if… |
| I’m livin’on another level that y’all ain’t been yet. |
| Spend a mill, no sweat, water the line with my wet… |
| This is for the millionaires, |
| Throw a stack in the air and watch brothers start plottin', |
| Honeys start to stare. |
| 'Cause game is money and money is game, |
| And broke brothers make the 45 flame with no shame. |
| Now many people die over these dead green guys. |
| Ignorance and greed take their ass by surprise. |
| It’s the root of all evil and sins. |
| Yet and still it makes the world go around, |
| Like my 20-inch rims… |
| Moolah y’all. |
| Platinum plaques cover my walls. |
| Grindin', diamonds shinin', and without one flaw. |
| Get the cash, the grass, the ass will bounce. |
| Luciano and all amounts, that’s all that counts 'cause… |
| I been there… |
| And done that… |
| Been there, done that… |
| The Aftermath! |