Trick Daddy — Bout My Money

[Intro] Let's see, what to do today? Fuck that I'm goin to get my money This one in a.. Thuggin memory That thug nigga Hollywood nigga I did this one in that nigga name Hollywood nigga, yall remember that mutha fuckin name This bout that mutha fuckin money NIGGA!!!!!! [Verse 1] A ki of cocaine will get a nigga killed And a banana peel will get his whole hide flipped He's bringin danger to the life of his home boy's You can see the moon, but don't let him go alone boy About my money, we gon' bump heads and it won't be long So I got two choppers, one for the car, and one for the home Got extra clips for when they all gone Nextel, instead of these dial tones And quarter game for these old tapped ass cell phones And new back bone for my new trailer home You ain't been outta jail long, but nigga you dead wrong I'm bout my money, nigga you shouldn't a played wit it You're goin to remember the day when this A.K hit ya [Chorus] I'm bout my money No shit and ain't nothin funny Don't start duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money And sonny, don't be stuntin and lookin funny When I ask about my mutha fuckin money No shit and ain't nothin funny Don't start duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money And sonny, don't be stuntin and lookin funny Have my mutha fuckin money [Verse 2] I read it in the Book of Thugs, Chapter A.K Verse 47 And it tells me all thug niggas go to heaven But between the lines of verses 48 and 9 It speaks on thug nigga's, drug dealin and doin time But verse 100, talks about my money Say's its full of blood so off him if it's funny But nigga I don't want to hold your gold I just want to free your soul And be seen somewhere in public when all this shit unfolds I done gave ya two bricks, and you ain't gave me back shit You riding 'round in your new bubble life While my vert sit lookin sick Nigga I ain't here to cause no scene, I just want my cream And you can keep your little watch and ring that go bling bling [Chorus] I'm 'bout my money No shit and ain't nothin funny Don't start duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money And sonny, don't be stuntin and lookin funny When I ask about my mutha fuckin money No shit and ain't nothin funny Don't start duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money And sonny, don't be stuntin and lookin funny Have my mutha fuckin money [Verse 3] Now all this huffin and puffin Ain't goin to get you young fuck nigga's nothin But a shit bag and bullet holes through your bloody clothes Out of all the nigga's you mutha fuckin know I should have been the last nigga you want to muthafuckin know I'll meet ya at your front door, and im bringin my calico Nigga if u ain't got my flow yo ass gots to go We'll get yo mammy dem I lay em all down on the front room floor I'm 'bout to do em all cuz I done had problems out of y'all before I'm bout my money, I came at it, and your son ain't have it Now this nigga I owe is goin to be the next nigga to go Cus I ain't got 20 G's, and I owe 'em 84 It ain't my muthafuckin fault, I'm short bout 64 This nigga ain't goin to fuck me no more, fuck I need him for [Chorus] I'm 'bout my money No shit and ain't nothin funny Don't start duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money And sonny, don't be stuntin and lookin funny When I ask about my mutha fuckin money No shit and ain't nothin funny Don't start duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money And sonny, don't be stuntin and lookin funny Have my mutha fuckin money