Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song $cramble , by - SonnyjimRelease date: 20.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
$cramble |
| I’m in the new BM bumping Brand Nubian |
| Q of peng in the super slim |
| The exclusive elusive prince excuse my French |
| I cop Peruvian and rock the Cuban link |
| Kid tuck ya dookie in, the born again Oakland pimp |
| High exulted in a golden mink |
| Bitch wilin off the leash like a Dobermann |
| Prince of Zamunda when I preach from my podium |
| Bureaucrat dabbin this imported hash |
| Got here by wateraft now eat the soft shell tempura crab |
| The belvedere on ice that blueberry pie |
| Im too weird to live too rare to die |
| Take a look at shorty |
| She say love my story, and if I get nicked shell cover for me |
| Life is hunkydory I’m in the german whip something sporty |
| Hit a lick and send some money to my uncle Paulie |
| I’m powerlifting til the albums finished |
| For now its all about the vegetables and salmon fillets |
| I’m a gambler fam I do it how my daddy it |
| And this is hometown family business |
| Trees are twisted like Neneh Cherry talkin 80/20 |
| With a dime that’s down to dyke it out like Katy Perry |
| She been good since day she met me, life is good |
| I blaze the henry while she make spaghetti |
| (Prodigy/Havoc) |
| Life is a gamble, we scramble for money |
| I might crack a smile but ain’t a damn thing funny |
| My theme is all about making the green |
| Living up in luxury, pushing phat whips and living comfortably |
| Fucking on a damsel in distress, I’m just another manic that’s depressed |
| Smoking cannabis to cancel out my stress |
| My hoes is saying I’m a mess, counting money, know I’m caring less |
| Doing chowder while the xanax getting pressed |
| I’m just a trap nigga rapping, known to make it happen |
| Mr. 'fore he started asking questions, started clapping |
| The captain of the pirate ship, been on this wyling shit |
| Half these faggots need a motherfucking stylist |
| Same outfit three weeks, I probably got more in my pockets than your album did |
| You motherfuckers counterfit |
| Don’t need an ounce, I need a pound of it |
| Shopping for hammers, thinking 'bout what type of rounds to get |
| Our problems ain’t the same, a product of the game |
| Counting change, fuck a hoe, don’t even know her name |
| The devil don’t sleep, and neither do I |
| Never do speak, cause nigga I’m high |
| Ready to die like Christopher Wallace, we pitching that product |
| You niggas is watchers, got coppers for coppers |
| If it’s 'bout money than holla, nigga, nigga |
| Yeah, you know that it’s Dolla, shit, if it’s 'bout money then holla, nigga |
| (Prodigy/Havoc) |
| Life is a gamble, we scramble for money |
| I might crack a smile but ain’t a damn thing funny |
| My theme is all about making the green |
| Living up in luxury, pushing phat whips and living comfortably |