Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song S&P500 , by - Napoleon Da Legend. Release date: 22.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
S&P500 |
| I spill like petroleum boats opium blow |
| My slogan overdose emotions like emoji in phones |
| Napoleon quotes on podiums spoke sold out show |
| Can make a sniper rifle fold out of my wallet and go |
| It’s a wrap’s been a fact finna smack the benefactor |
| Send it back with the cash in the package and then I tap ya |
| North east south east got mouths to feed |
| Avoid unnecessary beef that’s more cow to breed |
| Nobody else looking out for me looking for Houses to purchase |
| Without a care in the world u got a 1000 nurses |
| Mountains worth of hearses Berkshire Hathaway |
| Shots fire birds fly away it’s my way or the highway |
| John woo scene Mujahdeen self-confidence of two Ali’s |
| My will power made me who I am that’s a black eye pea |
| Catch more than just a black eye when fucking with me |
| Buckets seat up in the vee I don’t hustle for free |
| U begging labels for a push I can unplug ya machine |
| Don’t be caught sleep shit can be costly |
| Closing deals behind the scenes catch games on the floor seat |
| Sp 500 close a 500 thou fly to London Without funding doing loud numbers |
| You threw the towel fronting I dropped a song got the Dow jumping |
| Teachers said I would amount to nothing |
| Nobody love u until everybody love u |
| When they making money off u everybody love u |
| F' u ain’t making no numbers in this world kick rocks |
| U know u buzzing when these chicks start blowing up ya inbox |
| Till they start calling you for favors and verses |
| People in and out ya crib now the neighbors is nervous |
| Fake pages and impersonators trolling u out |
| The music biz was doing bad I sold em dope in a drought |
| Looking happy when u see me what u joking about |
| Baby here’s something for u to suck love open ya mouth |
| Interviews with stupid questions like how u got into rap |
| Everybody’s into rap so why u asking me that |
| The money changer with one in the chamber my stomach |
| Grumbling from hunger pains case u wondering |
| Case u wonder bout the passion in the bars that say |
| It’s part of me I put my heart inside the cards that I play |
| Didn’t graduate from Harvard or Yale but still I talk well |
| And I keep talking my talk long my talk sell |
| I «lol» to the bank making deposits |
| Extorting corporations for bank shaking they pockets |
| Clock it I’m a hotter than a terrorist watch list |
| Cash flow is emirate Arabic logic |
| A dream that’s American moved from Maryland up to |
| Brooklyn then I made it must mean I’m something special then |