Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Point Seen Money Gone , by - Snoop Dogg. Release date: 30.06.2016
Song language: English
Point Seen Money Gone |
| Let me be the man and get the money |
| Baby how that sound? |
| When I’m feelin' high I’m probably on some light skin |
| When I’m feelin' low I’m on some brown |
| Won’t you come straight to California |
| We can get with it, show you how the shit goes down |
| Know around the world get nasty |
| And I’m a be right there, right by where the cash be, cash be |
| And I’m a be right there, right by where the cash be |
| No, no, no, no, no, no |
| That’s where the cash be |
| Mula, fetty, you not ready |
| I’m a get the cheese but the bread was spaghetti |
| Letti said he can play with them broads |
| Opportunistic I stay on them hoes |
| I ain’t got time to be handing with y’all |
| 'Specially when there is no money involved |
| Joint seem mighty long |
| Red beam on his dome |
| Point seen money gone |
| Let me be the man and get the money |
| Baby how that sound? |
| When I’m feelin' high I’m probably on some light skin |
| When I’m feelin' low I’m on some brown |
| Won’t you come straight to California |
| We can get with it, show you how the shit goes down |
| Know around the world get nasty |
| And I’m a be right there, right by where the cash be, cash be |
| And I’m a be right there, right by where the cash be |
| Robert De Niro, fly as a sparrow |
| Profit to profit, arrow to pharaoh |
| El Bueno, hustle like Maino |
| All money in, no draino |
| Cato, body, get it like I get mines |
| Smoke papers, Jamaica, I make it, bake it, shake it, or make it |
| Never had to fake it to make it |
| Just put the pedal to the metal rock it up to get flakey |
| I’m living the fast life |
| Jet after jet and try to keep my cash right |
| I know you understand the meaning |
| Hand full of green and while the fans keep feigning |
| Straight up, no leaning, I’m right where the chips at |
| Or even in the hood where the crips at |
| Joint seem mighty long |
| Red beam on his dome |
| Point seen money gone |
| Let me be the man and get the money |
| Baby how that sound? |
| When I’m feelin' high I’m probably on some light skin |
| When I’m feelin' low I’m on some brown |
| Won’t you come straight to California |
| We can get with it, show you how the shit goes down |
| Know around the world get nasty |
| And I’m a be right there, right by where the cash be, cash be |
| And I’m a be right there, right by where the cash be |
| No, no, no, no, no, no |
| That’s where the cash be |
| All right now I need passion to the stage |
| Destiny, Melia, Passion |
| I need y’all to the stage let’s go |
| I need y’all on the stage let’s go |
| Work, work, work |
| In a white ghost sipping holy water |
| Always been the type to get it close to porters |
| After play, Barry Bonds, out the park, I got hits |
| What you mean? |
| I through the tarp |
| At the wall, off the wall |
| I feel like Mike, I don’t miss |
| Niggas talkin' shit |
| Saying I didn’t fuck that pussy into one-nighty |
| HItting that pussy quit was just aight, uhh |
| Not at all I ain’t get to see the wall |
| I cocked 'em off, fuck them all |
| Fuck the law, fuck you thought |
| I ain’t change, seen my chain looks like the car |
| Flashy man, flashy this and dancing on me |
| Dirty dancing, dancing like my double cup |
| Lemonade to niggas that be acting tough |
| See you got money I just double up |
| Multiply, fuck addition, fuck your position |
| Macauley Culkin, rich and riches |
| This the life, then walk away it’s so delicious |
| Up in Dubai, Sushi hella bitches |
| Aw man wrote a check, 2 commas, lean lean |
| Tell em' I need two shots, or two o' clock |
| Plus that adds about 2000, teardrops |
| Pull up with my crew in silent nights |
| I need a girl who will do whatever I want |
| I need a girl who will do whatever I want |