Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chris Tucker , by - J. Cole. Song from the album Truly Yours, J. Cole, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 15.08.2017
Record label: INgrooves
Song language: English
Chris Tucker |
| Chris Tucker, money talk motherfucker |
| Chris Tucker, money talk motherfucker |
| Chris Tucker, money talk motherfucker |
| Aye, all you broke niggas be quiet |
| I can’t control this urge to fuck hoes and splurge |
| My sidepieces got real jobs, nigga I don’t fuck with no birds |
| My main chick she got real hair, ain’t never had to shop to get her’s |
| Got a neat freak that don’t eat meat but goddamn she rocking them furs |
| Ball so hard motherfuckers wanna fine me, now the ho wanna climb me |
| If real recognize real, that’s why it took a motherfucker like Hov to sign me |
| Ball so hard I’m the truth nigga, All-Star game catching oops nigga |
| If you a bitch and I’m a bitch, I’m Sheryl Swoopes and you hoops nigga |
| Cole world, safe to say I’m cold blooded |
| In this cold life the more cold you are seem like the more the hoes love you |
| So I book a flight, she land today, she leave tonight with no luggage |
| Got the camera on in my bedroom, shooting video with no budget |
| Only nigga up in first class, old lady tryna be friendly, ay |
| She think I’m in the NBA, why a nigga can’t have his MBA? |
| Next time I’m a flip the script, you know, kick some shit that’s gon shock her |
| «You so tall what team do u play for?"No bitch I’m a doctor |
| Flow hella proper, Cole never flopped, nah |
| Float like a propeller no helicopter shit |
| Knots thick like a bowlegged chick |
| Stick dick to a gold digger, won’t give her dollar |
| Fuck your nine I’m a whole different caliber |
| Nigga say they pop cause they don’t fill they collars up |
| Read a book get your knowledge up, book a flight get ya mileage up |
| Bitch nigga… |
| I’m a start off with these four bars |
| I’m in a barbie at a sports bar |
| I’m rockin' gold balls, whoop your ass with this crowbar |
| I’m like «Oh Boy, catch your girl off that rebound» |
| Fix her hair up, get her a re-do |
| Just my car out that paint shop, so I guess that’s a mothafuckin re-coupe |
| Let me demonstrate, gotta think about it before I go on a dinner date |
| Might eat a rich bitch, yes I got me expensive taste |
| Got my pockets on full, stomach on full, gun on full, I got full coverage |
| Niggas don’t know the full story, I’m smokin on gas, full service |
| Money talk, true story, if you don’t got none then don’t say shit |
| Banana clips going ape shit, if you don’t make money you don’t make sense |
| I got gold on my bracelet, got ya girlfriend chasing it |
| Bust a nut in her mouth, so now she can baby sit |
| This liquor I’ve been sippin' got me kissing all these models |
| And I might not see tomorrow, I might not see tomorrow |
| Please don’t tell my momma I spent tuition on these bottles |
| Just to pay back all these loans man we gon' have to hit the lotto' |