CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Loose Change
(Run that money counter, baby)
(Pour that sh*t up, Trvpyyy)
Water on my neck, yeah, two chains
And I keep fifty on me like loose change
All my n***as into robbin', Bruce Wayne
Won't never catch me actin'
In the hood, I'm too active
Won't never catch me actin', ayy
I'm spendin', should be stackin'
None of my cars tinted, get at me
My b*t*hes be spoiled, you ain't makin' noise
The 'Cat or a 'Hawk, yeah, I keep me a toy
My n***as be Neuer, don't speak out or loiter
You can't come between us, my n***as too loyal
She love me to death, still I treat her like sh*t
I'm f**kin' her best friend, I'm f**kin' her sis
My n***a gettin' head, I told him to switch
I'm gettin' this money, I'm gettin' this bag
My n***a ever need me, I'll give him my last
I did it myself, yeah, all by my own
Too many around to be feelin' alone
Ayy, I'm f**kin' her good
Ayy, I'm f**kin' her good, I'm f**kin' her good
My house in the 'burbs, still I come from the hood
I wish a n***a would play with me
I still got the pints and got the weed
Water on my neck, yeah, two chains
And I keep fifty on me like loose change
All my n***as into robbin', Bruce Wayne
Won't never catch me actin'
In the hood, I'm too active
Won't never catch me actin', ayy
I'm spendin', should be stackin'
None of my cars tinted, get at me
She told me she love me, I told her I hate her
I told her I love her, she told me she hate me
Her ex-n***a broke and that n***a a hater
He flex on the 'Gram, but that n***a a faker
I get my d**k sucked while I'm countin' this paper
That n***a went broke and he f**ked up his paper
I f**k on her now and you f**k on her later
She call me back over to f**k on me later
I sit on the field while I'm watchin' the Raiders
An East Oakland n***a, but moved to Las Vegas
He used to be solid, but turned to a traitor
The only black n***a on my block, ain't no neighbors
An eighty-five inch, but you don't see no cables
I come from the hood where we used to steal cable
Designer my jeans, but you don't see no label
I'm still in the streets, I ain't signed to no label
Water on my neck, yeah, two chains
And I keep fifty on me like loose change
All my n***as into robbin', Bruce Wayne
Won't never catch me actin'
In the hood, I'm too active
Won't never catch me actin', ayy
I'm spendin', should be stackin'
None of my cars tinted, get at me
(Run that money counter, baby)
(Pour that sh*t up, Trvpyyy)
(Pour that sh*t up, Trvpyyy)
Water on my neck, yeah, two chains
And I keep fifty on me like loose change
All my n***as into robbin', Bruce Wayne
Won't never catch me actin'
In the hood, I'm too active
Won't never catch me actin', ayy
I'm spendin', should be stackin'
None of my cars tinted, get at me
My b*t*hes be spoiled, you ain't makin' noise
The 'Cat or a 'Hawk, yeah, I keep me a toy
My n***as be Neuer, don't speak out or loiter
You can't come between us, my n***as too loyal
She love me to death, still I treat her like sh*t
I'm f**kin' her best friend, I'm f**kin' her sis
My n***a gettin' head, I told him to switch
I'm gettin' this money, I'm gettin' this bag
My n***a ever need me, I'll give him my last
I did it myself, yeah, all by my own
Too many around to be feelin' alone
Ayy, I'm f**kin' her good
Ayy, I'm f**kin' her good, I'm f**kin' her good
My house in the 'burbs, still I come from the hood
I wish a n***a would play with me
I still got the pints and got the weed
Water on my neck, yeah, two chains
And I keep fifty on me like loose change
All my n***as into robbin', Bruce Wayne
Won't never catch me actin'
In the hood, I'm too active
Won't never catch me actin', ayy
I'm spendin', should be stackin'
None of my cars tinted, get at me
She told me she love me, I told her I hate her
I told her I love her, she told me she hate me
Her ex-n***a broke and that n***a a hater
He flex on the 'Gram, but that n***a a faker
I get my d**k sucked while I'm countin' this paper
That n***a went broke and he f**ked up his paper
I f**k on her now and you f**k on her later
She call me back over to f**k on me later
I sit on the field while I'm watchin' the Raiders
An East Oakland n***a, but moved to Las Vegas
He used to be solid, but turned to a traitor
The only black n***a on my block, ain't no neighbors
An eighty-five inch, but you don't see no cables
I come from the hood where we used to steal cable
Designer my jeans, but you don't see no label
I'm still in the streets, I ain't signed to no label
Water on my neck, yeah, two chains
And I keep fifty on me like loose change
All my n***as into robbin', Bruce Wayne
Won't never catch me actin'
In the hood, I'm too active
Won't never catch me actin', ayy
I'm spendin', should be stackin'
None of my cars tinted, get at me
(Run that money counter, baby)
(Pour that sh*t up, Trvpyyy)
