Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song E Money , by - K.A.A.N.. Song from the album 4 / 29 / 17, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 11.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
E Money |
| Girl, you thick like |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Girl, you thick like |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Girl, you thick like |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Ay, she poppin' in Prada, she popped a molly |
| Ay, graduate college, she got the honors |
| Ay, hot like wasabi she need a water |
| Ay, hot like the summer I need a water |
| Yeah, they think it’s a jungle |
| I need her number, see what’s under them tight jeans |
| You makin' me love it |
| She get it from mama, she look like Nicki Minaj |
| She said bitch you might be catchin' me rollin' |
| I’m just tryna give you suggestions |
| You could take 'em if you wanted, I won’t regret shit |
| I know you got them other dudes in line, I’m your best bet |
| You should give me time, bring your best friend |
| Girl, will you let me |
| Slide on through, light one too, why not two, yeah |
| Your old man hate me |
| We should probably let bygones do what bygones do |
| If that ain’t cool, well at least a motherfucker tried |
| Girl, you thick like |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Girl, you thick like |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Girl, you thick like |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| (yes lawd) |
| I’m tryna make the again |
| Like what’s your name, I like your frame, you look West African |
| Remain the same, I never change like what you askin' me |
| You’re Mona Lisa, flawless features |
| You a masterpiece, I seen it with my own two eyes |
| These motherfuckers can’t conceive it like they got they tubes tied |
| Was one soul I get too high, that’s okay |
| The flow is smooth as Oil of Olay, so watch your step please |
| Just stay outta the way 'cause we run this shit like a stampede |
| I just get it on, I’m gonna figure this shit out |
| In love with the rhythm, you could feel it, make her bounce |
| Woman like that niggas smoke her by the ounce |
| But |
| We was tryna show 'em how |
| Illmatic I’m still at it, I’m bombin' like Bin Laden |
| This knowledge has been rationed, the prophet’ll spit less |
| And y’all never ease pass me, y’all got it ass backwards, yes lawd |
| Girl, you thick like |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Girl, you thick like |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Girl, you thick like |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Girl, you thick like |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |
| Girl, you thick like |
| Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god |