Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Material Thing$ Hard To Deal With, artist - Trinidad Jame$. Album song 10Pc. Mild, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.10.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Think It's A Game Entertainment
Song language: English
Material Thing$ Hard To Deal With |
Okay |
This your main man |
T-Jame$, you already know |
And I can’t talk to everybody face to face |
So I gotta do songs so hopefully you listen |
Cause it doesn’t matter what I say |
How you take it is the only thing that matters |
My nigga |
Hoes, clothes and that money |
Hoes, clothes and that money, I said |
Hoes, clothes and that money |
Hoes, clothes and that money |
You get money, you get hoes |
You get money, you get clothes |
You get money, you get hoes |
I said hoes, clothes and that money |
If you never knew nothing, know nothin' (god damn) |
All the money in the world ain’t nothin' |
You can’t please these bitches for nothin' |
All these bitches wanna think they somethin' (they not) |
Smoke a blunt blunt, bitch bitch (calm down) |
Have respect for a nigga when a nigga come down |
Do extra niggas if you claim you down |
I’m rain with the weather when I come down |
Coming down was the shit, comin' up was the hard part (yess) |
Knowing in your heart cuz' you asked for it |
Prayin' up to god for a chance (chance) |
A chance (chance) a chance (chance) |
To change your life for what you want |
Forget about them baby what you want? |
Baby in the end that’s all that counts |
So live, love your life now |
What’s your addiction? |
You sit back and think about it |
Is it more than one? |
Well, mines’s is the |
Hoes, clothes and that money |
Hoes, clothes and that money, I said |
Hoes, clothes and that money |
Hoes, clothes and that money |
Uh, I got a ho addiction (okay) |
And Her addiction (yeah) |
Is a coke-sniffin, pill-splittin' young missis |
Cali' brought her to that A-town |
That A-town brought that freak out |
So every time she be 'round |
I get the pussy and beat down, b-beat down |
And I beez out, can’t lay up |
Or lay down, can’t make your baby feel comfortable |
Like I wanna be your man now |
The reality of this situation |
Is a tragedy, if I don’t say |
The things that you wanna hear |
Is the things that I won’t say (I won’t say) |
Cyhi |
All she say is «Can you buy me those?» |
«Take me out I like Pappadeaux» |
She love the mall she like to shop for clothes |
She a gold digger and I’m a pot of gold |
But the bitch can’t even make sloppy joes |
I dont ever spend the night, I’m like «Adios!» |
If we got pulled over by the police |
That’s the only time I aloud with hoes |
All the real niggas sayin «Chuuch!» |
The only thing missing is the choir robes |
Pimpin' is like being a firefighter |
'cuz you always got the fire hoes |
You just another escort at the airport |
Only fuck with niggas if they playin' sport |
But she prefer rappers, that’s her favourite choice |
So when she find out who i was, it just made her moist |
Mm-mm-mm ol' thirsty bitch |
A nigga bought her everything, She don’t work for shit |
The ho suck dick for every purse she get |
So when you really think about it, she ain’t worth the list |
Homie you can have her now, wether first to hit |
Boy I’m all about the money, I dont flirt with chicks |
At 17 I fucked my teacher, she was 36 |
So all the playas in the building seen the word to diss |
Whooa |
Changin' before our eyes |
New world |
Changin' before our eyes |
New world |
Changin' before our eyes |
Before our eyes, before our eyes |