- JPEGMAFIA covered in money! 歌詞
- JPEGMAFIA
- Woah, yeah
Sorry babe, sorry
Yeah, one-two, one-two, one
Sorry babe, woah
Woah, yeah
Sorry babe, sorry
Yeah, sorry babe
Oh, my n!gga
In a-in a little tent
Say
Im covered in money
Im out for the bag, ooh
I flew out the country ( Damn)
Borderline dressin in drag (Uh)
I brought you a hearse
Hope you fit in the back (Uh)
Im pokin it out
Nicki Minaj, the meek gettin dragged
B!tch, Im upset, I- (Aint mad)
Uh, b!tch, Im upset, I aint mad
Cutest n!ggas in my class
Shoutout Zel, Kwes and Thai, those my peers (Sh!t)
Spittin slurred, I cant handle my beer
Beat my d!ck when I look in the mirror (Facts)
When I bust, it cancel my fears
Too much guap (Too much guap)
Too much heat, you cant call for no cops
Too much filmin, you seem like a opp
Fxck the underground, Im goin pop
Only Mandy Moore played in this drop
More hits than the Four Tops
Hairline like a four tops (Stretch)
Rappin like I signed to Koch
Eatin a3s head to toe in this gold
Cant nobody touch me , I feel like Fort Knox
Im outta my class, digital dash
Modern-day Cannibal Ox
Say
Woo, ooh
Whatever, whatever
Say
Im covered in money
Im out for the bag, ooh
I flew out the country (Damn)
Borderline dressin in drag
I brought you a hearse
Hope you fit in the back (Uh)
Im pokin it out
Nicki Minaj, the meek get dragged
B!tch, Im upset, I- (Aint mad, bruh)
Uh, b!tch, Im upset, I aint mad
Sorry, babe, sorry
Sh!t, yeah
Yeah, b!tch, Im upset, I aint mad (Facts)
Woah, sh!t
Too much guap-
Its dirty
Its dirty, hah
Its dirty, yeah
Backlog on my personality
Cause you thinkin that you know me personally
You rehearse me, and its surfacing
These aint bars, Im describin a murder scene
This a big ting, money gettin fxcked up like he Ving Rhames
Cause he dont know my name like the ting, tings
Chuck Berry, big strap, thats my ding-a-ling
Really come from the heart when I sing tings
Finna get this b!tch shaking like jingling
R.I.P. Bernie Mac, legend in the game
R.I.P. Bernie Mac
When I die, hope my music gives cowards pain
Pray Allah, Christ, and Buddha, youll never be shamed
My little kids gonna inherit this fame
E+, my celebrity name, Ima tell you now
If I go plat best believe, little b!tch that Peggy gon change
Yall better pray I stay in my lane
Never switch my ideals for position or fame
If you do dirt, keep it quiet like Pootie Tang
Lose it all for the nut, like Louis C.K
Gag order on him, we aint tryna be civil
Hoe , Im aimin for your head like Martin Luther King
Shoot at your tour bus, we gon increase your streams
Big strap like Portia de Rossi, I know
Oh, yeah
Damn, n!ggas just sh!tted on me
Sorry baby, sorry
Sorry, sorry
Sorry babe, sorry
Sorry babe, sorry
Sorry, sorry
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