Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tha Mansion, artist - Nipsey Hussle. Album song Nip Hussle the Great: Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: All Money In No Money Out
Song language: English
Tha Mansion |
Fresh out the club, on my way back to the mansion |
You know where I’m from, you don’t ever gotta ask us |
Banged out, still, these hoes think I’m handsome |
And yes I run my city, run my city single handed |
If they’d made a movie about my life it would be a classic |
Drove a bucket and we used to share a mattress |
Looking at me now you can see the contrast |
When I’m chilling with a model from Toronto in the Hamptons |
So what do you need, cause you can have it |
Long as you willing to bleed for what you’re asking |
And when you see it you seize it with a passion |
Cause we don’t believe in second chances |
The way you fill up them jeans make me imagine |
But I don’t live in a dream, I make it happen |
Don’t mean to get in between you and your standards |
But since every night is a scene, I’m yellin' action |
I’ve got the meat and the cheese, let’s make a sandwich |
Just grab which ever of your home girls is the baddest |
Hopefully she got a swag that could match this |
But she could be whatever she want, except average |
And dressed in something I can mess with |
Spend a lil' something on you bag is expected |
Louis Vuitton and Valentino collections |
All you Ugg-boot bitches I don’t mess with |
I’m international, them niggas are domestic |
Fuckin' with a baller and usually bringin' out the best in |
And when it’s over you can count me as your blessing |
Cause every single loss in your life is a lesson |
I’m on, and I know I am |
And I ain’t in nobody rush cause I know my plan |
Money first, women second, and you hoes is last |
Cause I don’t wanna fuck if I know I can |
And yeah, you got a butt, but your soul is whack |
You like a coke bottle but the soda’s flat |
Your style like the plastic on the sofa set |
And run and tell your homegirls I told ya that |
Look, damn, flow kinda tough |
And I don’t hate y’all I just only love us |
The title that I hold is what every one wants |
But still I play the game like I never one once |
It’s eleven, you know, one one |
And every generation had to do what I’ve done |
To the people I’m a hero unsung |
Good thing I don’t want fame, I want funds |
But if they say my name the bell rung |
I’ve been through so much pain, I feel numb |
The Marathon, my nigga, I’m on one |
For as long as the Lord pump air through these lungs |
And I ain’t perfect, Lord knows I murked shit |
Until the day that he gave me something to work with |
Open my eyes, he show me it wasn’t worth it |
Told me if I lowered my pride, I’d find purpose |
And it was hard to see the set was a serpent |
Going too fast to turn, inertia |
Gotta apply the lesson that you learn |
You should come fuck with a star, get off earth dick |
Got money, but you still feel worthless |
Fuck like a porn star, pussy like a virgin |
And in return, he keep you in fly purses |
But when he gone you calling my line urgent |
Cry me a river, I’ve never be the buyer of them lies you deliver |
The real is me is mesmerized into women |
Most of the times she never been with this fly of a nigga |
And I am the realization, of the dream of this motherfucking nation! |
Come on, for pussy and power you be patient |
Come up first, that’s the order of operations |
Broke nigga hope you hear what I’m saying |
Either that or you should pop Scarface in |
Learn the rules to the game that ya playing |
You got a cell waiting on you in the state pen |
Hope you hear what I’m saying |
Either that or you should pop Scarface in |
Learn the rules to the game that ya playing |
Cause they got a cell waiting on you in the state pen |
Yeah, uh, TMC |