Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money In My Pocket, artist - Mr. Kee
Date of issue: 18.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Money In My Pocket |
Yes, I really do be making money of this pimp shit, my nigga |
And yes, I really do be making money of this rap shit, my nigga |
And yes, I will fuck you up if you step to me wrong, my nigga |
So fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you, you’re cool |
But fuck you, you, and you, haha, stop coming at me with that bullshit, man |
Stop asking questions about the things I’ve done |
The people I know, the places I go, and the hoes I meet |
Especially when I’m bossing, approach with caution when I’m in the streets |
And, homie, if you’re close enough to speak but not to touch |
Click, clack, click, clack, get back, when the .44 bust you can feel the |
adrenaline rush |
We from the Bay, my niggas, so run your scrape away |
I see that chain is so icy, how much you pay for that? |
Shit, get your banana split, hit 'em up with the banana click |
Gorillas ain’t fucking with chimps, squares ain’t fucking with pimps |
In the club with a mean mug, nigga pulled up like I ain’t got shit to live for |
One minute I’m cool, next minute I flip while the bitch leave on tip-toes |
I’m on that 'Grind me everyday' living hustle I get payed |
Shit is paper chasing pimping and busting so fuck a 9−5 |
See, 24/7 that’s my business hours |
I’m half black and half amazing, after money and power |
You best respect a boss, better leve soon cause he’s about to spray shit |
I got a different car, so I ain’t got to say shit |
I got money in my pockets so I ain’t got to say shit |
Ask me how much motherfucker that’s gay shit |
I got money in my pockets so I ain’t got to say shit |
Flip them haters off and blast off in my spaceship |
Guess who, bitch?! |
Born in the Bay but I live down in the south |
It’s an itty bitty little 5'2"chick with the world going like what now |
My style precise, got a mouthpiece like a politician |
Tell me what you want, whatever you want to, give it to them whatever the fuck |
I’m wishing |
What is it? |
I’m busy, don’t question how I’m living |
Don’t ask what all this costs, cause I done bought them all in one visit |
I’m Snow Tha Product, the west coast Wonder Woman |
So don’t get mad because your boyfriend had my slappers bumping |
Because I kick it with the click that got them comfort dumping |
And plus I’m one chick that be cocky cause I come from nothing |
The queen bee around this bitch, see my block is buzzing |
I roll a 'piff because if haters see my rock, they bugging |
See time spent hustling is never time wasted |
Time spent busting is definitely gay shit |
So don’t worry what I make and how I make it |
I’m a rapper, drop it or lock it, I ain’t gotta say shit |
Gimme that, gimme that, I ain’t gotta ask twice |
Gimme that shit, I give no fuck about the damn price |
See y’all been hating for nothing, so here’s a reason now |
See y’all been hating for nothing, so here’s a reason now |