歌曲 | Gimmie That Money |
歌手 | Hopsin |
专辑 | Knock Madness |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[Verse 1] | |
Back when I was a young ****** playing in the sand | |
I had some big dreams so I made a little plan | |
You was out partying while I was thinking in advance | |
Try'n'a get right hoping that one day I'd be the man | |
The years went by I was M.I.A | |
I got rid of all of the ******s that was in my way | |
I saved nickels and quarters 'till I could afford a studio | |
To record and then get money Off the ************t I say | |
Then my dream came true and the fraud ******s came out | |
See my ballin' out they all we all gettin' paid now | |
Talking like "Hopsin, oh you're a great pal" | |
****** you, stick my ****** in your dang mouth | |
Now every other week You hit me up for money | |
Frontin' like you always been down (pow!) | |
But back then when a ****** was living bummy | |
Your ass was nowhere to be found (wow!) | |
What my ****** (Marcus) I ain't tryin to be one of ya fake ass goldigger | |
Homies that's not it (that's not what I'm doin) | |
But hey can i borrow 500 dollas I'mma pay ya ass back next week man I promise (please) | |
[Hook] | |
I can't even make friends | |
Cause all they ever do is ask for my money | |
They like let have this | |
Let me have that | |
Let me have this and they keep on coming (man) | |
Let me get a dollar, Give me that money | |
Let me get a dollar, Give me that money | |
Let me get a dollar, Give me that money | |
Let me get a dollar, Give me that money! | |
[Verse 2] | |
There was a chick I asked out back in ’06 | |
Made her a love song, and she was like “No ************” | |
Gave me the song back, and I was like “Oh ************t | |
I’m so stupid, I should’ve never wrote this” | |
She was a dime piece, top of the list | |
A Latin girl, and her skin had a tropical twist | |
She never used to call me, I always had to call her | |
And deep down inside it was making my heart hurt | |
So her life went on, she didn’t even involve me | |
Then last year I ran into her in a Walgreens | |
She was like, “Marcus, how are you? (oh my God) | |
You finally made it, I’m so proud of you” | |
So the next day she called me and asked to kick it | |
For the sake of the old me that was sad, I did it | |
Come to find out she was never that terrific | |
Especially a week later when she asked me this ************t | |
“Hey um, Marcus, I really really hate to be a bother | |
But my rent is due, and I’m like broke as ****** | |
So can you please lend me 10 hundred dollars, please” | |
[Hook] | |
[Verse 3] | |
Mmm-hmm | |
See my ex girl think she slick | |
Man let me tell ya how she tried to do me | |
She said she didn’t have a vehicle to drive to work | |
And, so she came and asked me for 2 Gs | |
And although I wasn’t that concerned | |
She said her mom would pay me back, soon as she got her tax return | |
So I committed and did it, thinkin’ she wouldn’t forget it | |
But she forgot it, now my stomach got a nasty burn | |
I called her! And said, “************! Where my money?! You got that?!” | |
She said, “Not yet, she my mom’s mad | |
She said she isn’t gonna pay, you can drop dead | |
Cause I got into a fight with her, she’s a hot head” | |
I’m like, “That’s between you two, not me! | |
What the hell does that have to do with my cheese!” | |
She said, “Ok, ok, stop please | |
I swear I’ll pay it all back Marcus, in five weeks” | |
Huh, five weeks huh? | |
It’s been three months and I ain’t even heard from her | |
Changed her damn number, ************t | |
************ played me like a dumb mother****** | |
[Hook] | |
Give me that dough, Give me that money | |
Give me that cheese, Give me that money | |
Give me that yea yea yea, Give me that money | |
Yea yea, Give me that money | |
Say yea yea yea yea | |
Baby give me that yea yea yea yea | |
Give me that yea yea yea yea! Ha | |
This for the ************ that oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo | |
(exhales) ****** | |
I don’t think I’m gonna be able to pay you Marcus, back | |
Ah |
Verse 1 | |
Back when I was a young playing in the sand | |
I had some big dreams so I made a little plan | |
You was out partying while I was thinking in advance | |
Try' n' a get right hoping that one day I' d be the man | |
The years went by I was M. I. A | |
I got rid of all of the s that was in my way | |
I saved nickels and quarters ' till I could afford a studio | |
To record and then get money Off the t I say | |
Then my dream came true and the fraud s came out | |
See my ballin' out they all we all gettin' paid now | |
Talking like " Hopsin, oh you' re a great pal" | |
you, stick my in your dang mouth | |
Now every other week You hit me up for money | |
Frontin' like you always been down pow! | |
But back then when a was living bummy | |
Your ass was nowhere to be found wow! | |
What my Marcus I ain' t tryin to be one of ya fake ass goldigger | |
Homies that' s not it that' s not what I' m doin | |
But hey can i borrow 500 dollas I' mma pay ya ass back next week man I promise please | |
Hook | |
I can' t even make friends | |
Cause all they ever do is ask for my money | |
They like let have this | |
Let me have that | |
Let me have this and they keep on coming man | |
Let me get a dollar, Give me that money | |
Let me get a dollar, Give me that money | |
Let me get a dollar, Give me that money | |
Let me get a dollar, Give me that money! | |
Verse 2 | |
There was a chick I asked out back in ' 06 | |
Made her a love song, and she was like " No " | |
Gave me the song back, and I was like " Oh t | |
I' m so stupid, I should' ve never wrote this" | |
She was a dime piece, top of the list | |
A Latin girl, and her skin had a tropical twist | |
She never used to call me, I always had to call her | |
And deep down inside it was making my heart hurt | |
So her life went on, she didn' t even involve me | |
Then last year I ran into her in a Walgreens | |
She was like, " Marcus, how are you? oh my God | |
You finally made it, I' m so proud of you" | |
So the next day she called me and asked to kick it | |
For the sake of the old me that was sad, I did it | |
Come to find out she was never that terrific | |
Especially a week later when she asked me this t | |
" Hey um, Marcus, I really really hate to be a bother | |
But my rent is due, and I' m like broke as | |
So can you please lend me 10 hundred dollars, please" | |
Hook | |
Verse 3 | |
Mmmhmm | |
See my ex girl think she slick | |
Man let me tell ya how she tried to do me | |
She said she didn' t have a vehicle to drive to work | |
And, so she came and asked me for 2 Gs | |
And although I wasn' t that concerned | |
She said her mom would pay me back, soon as she got her tax return | |
So I committed and did it, thinkin' she wouldn' t forget it | |
But she forgot it, now my stomach got a nasty burn | |
I called her! And said, "! Where my money?! You got that?!" | |
She said, " Not yet, she my mom' s mad | |
She said she isn' t gonna pay, you can drop dead | |
Cause I got into a fight with her, she' s a hot head" | |
I' m like, " That' s between you two, not me! | |
What the hell does that have to do with my cheese!" | |
She said, " Ok, ok, stop please | |
I swear I' ll pay it all back Marcus, in five weeks" | |
Huh, five weeks huh? | |
It' s been three months and I ain' t even heard from her | |
Changed her damn number, t | |
played me like a dumb mother | |
Hook | |
Give me that dough, Give me that money | |
Give me that cheese, Give me that money | |
Give me that yea yea yea, Give me that money | |
Yea yea, Give me that money | |
Say yea yea yea yea | |
Baby give me that yea yea yea yea | |
Give me that yea yea yea yea! Ha | |
This for the that oooooooooooooooo | |
exhales | |
I don' t think I' m gonna be able to pay you Marcus, back | |
Ah |
Verse 1 | |
Back when I was a young playing in the sand | |
I had some big dreams so I made a little plan | |
You was out partying while I was thinking in advance | |
Try' n' a get right hoping that one day I' d be the man | |
The years went by I was M. I. A | |
I got rid of all of the s that was in my way | |
I saved nickels and quarters ' till I could afford a studio | |
To record and then get money Off the t I say | |
Then my dream came true and the fraud s came out | |
See my ballin' out they all we all gettin' paid now | |
Talking like " Hopsin, oh you' re a great pal" | |
you, stick my in your dang mouth | |
Now every other week You hit me up for money | |
Frontin' like you always been down pow! | |
But back then when a was living bummy | |
Your ass was nowhere to be found wow! | |
What my Marcus I ain' t tryin to be one of ya fake ass goldigger | |
Homies that' s not it that' s not what I' m doin | |
But hey can i borrow 500 dollas I' mma pay ya ass back next week man I promise please | |
Hook | |
I can' t even make friends | |
Cause all they ever do is ask for my money | |
They like let have this | |
Let me have that | |
Let me have this and they keep on coming man | |
Let me get a dollar, Give me that money | |
Let me get a dollar, Give me that money | |
Let me get a dollar, Give me that money | |
Let me get a dollar, Give me that money! | |
Verse 2 | |
There was a chick I asked out back in ' 06 | |
Made her a love song, and she was like " No " | |
Gave me the song back, and I was like " Oh t | |
I' m so stupid, I should' ve never wrote this" | |
She was a dime piece, top of the list | |
A Latin girl, and her skin had a tropical twist | |
She never used to call me, I always had to call her | |
And deep down inside it was making my heart hurt | |
So her life went on, she didn' t even involve me | |
Then last year I ran into her in a Walgreens | |
She was like, " Marcus, how are you? oh my God | |
You finally made it, I' m so proud of you" | |
So the next day she called me and asked to kick it | |
For the sake of the old me that was sad, I did it | |
Come to find out she was never that terrific | |
Especially a week later when she asked me this t | |
" Hey um, Marcus, I really really hate to be a bother | |
But my rent is due, and I' m like broke as | |
So can you please lend me 10 hundred dollars, please" | |
Hook | |
Verse 3 | |
Mmmhmm | |
See my ex girl think she slick | |
Man let me tell ya how she tried to do me | |
She said she didn' t have a vehicle to drive to work | |
And, so she came and asked me for 2 Gs | |
And although I wasn' t that concerned | |
She said her mom would pay me back, soon as she got her tax return | |
So I committed and did it, thinkin' she wouldn' t forget it | |
But she forgot it, now my stomach got a nasty burn | |
I called her! And said, "! Where my money?! You got that?!" | |
She said, " Not yet, she my mom' s mad | |
She said she isn' t gonna pay, you can drop dead | |
Cause I got into a fight with her, she' s a hot head" | |
I' m like, " That' s between you two, not me! | |
What the hell does that have to do with my cheese!" | |
She said, " Ok, ok, stop please | |
I swear I' ll pay it all back Marcus, in five weeks" | |
Huh, five weeks huh? | |
It' s been three months and I ain' t even heard from her | |
Changed her damn number, t | |
played me like a dumb mother | |
Hook | |
Give me that dough, Give me that money | |
Give me that cheese, Give me that money | |
Give me that yea yea yea, Give me that money | |
Yea yea, Give me that money | |
Say yea yea yea yea | |
Baby give me that yea yea yea yea | |
Give me that yea yea yea yea! Ha | |
This for the that oooooooooooooooo | |
exhales | |
I don' t think I' m gonna be able to pay you Marcus, back | |
Ah |