Lyrics Greed - Freddie Dredd

Greed

Doomshop, mothafucka'
Doomshop, mothafucka'
Mo' money
Cappin', holdin' out on mo' money
So funny
Bitches try to test it’s so funny
Mo' money
Cappin', holdin' out on mo' money
So funny
Bitches try to test it’s so funny
To- to
blickies on me
Bitch I think you fucking phony
I don’t give a fuck, lil' homie
Brought my gat, now show me money
From the underworld
My body holds a demon
Heard you screamin' for a break
I don’t think anyone can take
I’m a beast, I’m a foe
I’m the one you sobbin' for
Don’t be greedy with your life
Heard that right, I think that might
Come rumble with some buckos
See your people, I’m in trouble
'Bout to burst your fuckin' bubble
Now we stuck up in the middle
Mo' money
Cappin', holdin' out on mo' money
So funny
Bitches try to test it’s so funny
Mo' money
Cappin', holdin' out on mo' money
So funny
Bitches try to test it’s so funny
I cannot resist, re- reminisce about that big ol' stack
Heart attack
Now you let it hit, you better watch your back
Who, who are you?
Who the fuck I’m talking to?
I can see your dirty face
You lookin' like a damn disgrace
Never- Never have I lost, got that blicky in my pocket
Better open up and watch it
It’s a pocket watch I dropped it
And my partner picked the dope and gave it to me as a gift
Wasting time, I never miss
While she suckin' on my dick
Mo'- Mo' money
Cappin', holdin' out on mo' money
So funny
Bitches try to test it’s so funny
Mo' money
Cappin', holdin' out on mo' money
So funny
Bitches try to test it’s so funny
Doomshop, mothafucka'
Doomshop, mothafucka'