Wheres My Money lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Where s My Money lyrics [INTRO] Ayo Green..i feel like im turnin green too! from Bill bitch b!...to some incredible Hulk shit! I dont even know why u give me shit like this to spit to? Im sure we speak the same language fuck you bitches....pay me!!! [VERSE 1] (HAA) wait a minute..came to go get it...ranger fitted whenever it come to paper..better know im major with it make it rain a major blizzard..leather alligator lizard i Talledega race any challenger name a didgit even if on the slightest you take a smidget or dare touch my revenue i slice you with the razor quit it icey till i make it frigid..(BURRRR).. the laws of physics says its getting cold..my money taller than a hall of midgets i get up all up in it kickin down the door (Who is it!!??) Bitch i be the crew of bill collectors..pay the mall a visit after cleanin bank accounts you questioned if i gave a shit if not i tell the truth so you could tell em that the player did it(HEYAAA) its ok i say a prayer its the mayor bititch slayer givin you another layer of the data tritick bust rhymes..hittin you with punch lines funny how i fuck dimes..bitch you know i want mine Where my fuckin money?! [HOOK] I aint speakin foreign..you know what im saying better have my bread nigga i aint playin (Bitch..where my fucking money?) Mark every word..spoken reddish so your pussy if you think im jokin? (muhfucker...where my fuckin money?) Think i still aint crazy coz i cut my dread and if you short my cake im off side of your head (bitch where my fuckin money?) [VERSE 2] (OHHHH) critical its pitifull im cynical how i deliver lyricals and take these other niggas paper topsy-tervy contraversy im so thirsty go no mercy for some of these bitches..i collect my money now and later keep it movin with the clique..while making bitches hit the strip cake up everyday i wake i RATE the way my money flip i want its mine..borderline..call it crime..all the shine im takin it aint no mistakin it nigga whats yours is mine no need to second guess it check im the gloss and grind the gritty and the floss, the profit and the loss all intertwined because i profit from your losses you dont want it..you should get it in the hood with you money..i extended my line of credit the medic..doctor ryhmes that put you on a dihharettic shrinkin up a nigga pockets simple niggaz style pathetic bust rhymes..hittin you with punch lines funny how i fuck dimes..bitch you know i want mine Where my fuckin money?! [HOOK] I aint speakin foreign..you know what im saying better have my bread nigga i aint playin (Bitch..where my fucking money?) Mark every word..spoken reddish so your pussy if you think im jokin? (muhfucker...where my fuckin money?) Think i still aint crazy coz i cut my dread and if you short my cake im off side of your head (bitch where my fuckin money?) song lyrics