Najpopularniejsze od Jet Life
Tekst piosenki
She love me, or she love me not
I guess that means she bipolar
So it's farewell, momma stay up
I guess it means that it's over
But maybe in our next life
Still may be then don't work right
No love lost, but until then
Momma all I got is that jet life
Had a trap house that I kept open
Like a bitch that I bust open
That's back then, way back when
I had a nappy Fro like young kobe
I hold them drums to...
It's just me, I'm an one man army
She text me told me she want me
Man, this bitch try to ride me
Damn, gotta watch my mouth
Them kids listing and wack you over them Benjamins
I'm a good guy, but I got a bad side
I'm gangsta and im gentleman
I rather just be for the hell of it Book smart nigga im intelligent you street smart nigga you killin me
That shit you spit irrelevant, gone...
Chorus:
And I don't fuck around, if it ain't about money baby
That paper on my mind, I'm getting that money baby
Tell the girl that's on no grind, get your money, baby
This for my niggas doing time, behind the money, baby
And now I don't fuck around if it ain't about money, baby
That paper on my mind, I'm getting that money baby
To the girl that's on the grind, I'm getting your money baby
This for my niggas doing time, behind that money baby
Yeah! Here we are in this world of riches
I only see the money, surrounded by all these bitches
Niggas looking suspicious like I owe em something
I do this grind for me and mines I owe you nothing
Is funny how niggas brains think these days
A million ways to get paid, you can't get yours
Man it's craze!
I stay up on my grind and my hustle period
When I say I want it all, you should take me serious
Niggas delirious thinking they could fuck with the set man were
Too real to function
But lames and busters only real G's and my circle the same crews I came up with
I'm still running, we're getting hundreds
We're splitting the money, we never don't find the shit
We're sticking to the script
No man about the clique !
Chorus:
And I don't fuck around, if it ain't about money baby
That paper on my mind, I'm getting that money baby
Tell the girl that's on no grind, get your money, baby
This for my niggas doing time, behind the money, baby
And now I don't fuck around if it ain't about money, baby
That paper on my mind, I'm getting that money baby
To the girl that's on the grind, I'm getting your money baby
This for my niggas doing time, behind that money baby
I guess that means she bipolar
So it's farewell, momma stay up
I guess it means that it's over
But maybe in our next life
Still may be then don't work right
No love lost, but until then
Momma all I got is that jet life
Had a trap house that I kept open
Like a bitch that I bust open
That's back then, way back when
I had a nappy Fro like young kobe
I hold them drums to...
It's just me, I'm an one man army
She text me told me she want me
Man, this bitch try to ride me
Damn, gotta watch my mouth
Them kids listing and wack you over them Benjamins
I'm a good guy, but I got a bad side
I'm gangsta and im gentleman
I rather just be for the hell of it Book smart nigga im intelligent you street smart nigga you killin me
That shit you spit irrelevant, gone...
Chorus:
And I don't fuck around, if it ain't about money baby
That paper on my mind, I'm getting that money baby
Tell the girl that's on no grind, get your money, baby
This for my niggas doing time, behind the money, baby
And now I don't fuck around if it ain't about money, baby
That paper on my mind, I'm getting that money baby
To the girl that's on the grind, I'm getting your money baby
This for my niggas doing time, behind that money baby
Yeah! Here we are in this world of riches
I only see the money, surrounded by all these bitches
Niggas looking suspicious like I owe em something
I do this grind for me and mines I owe you nothing
Is funny how niggas brains think these days
A million ways to get paid, you can't get yours
Man it's craze!
I stay up on my grind and my hustle period
When I say I want it all, you should take me serious
Niggas delirious thinking they could fuck with the set man were
Too real to function
But lames and busters only real G's and my circle the same crews I came up with
I'm still running, we're getting hundreds
We're splitting the money, we never don't find the shit
We're sticking to the script
No man about the clique !
Chorus:
And I don't fuck around, if it ain't about money baby
That paper on my mind, I'm getting that money baby
Tell the girl that's on no grind, get your money, baby
This for my niggas doing time, behind the money, baby
And now I don't fuck around if it ain't about money, baby
That paper on my mind, I'm getting that money baby
To the girl that's on the grind, I'm getting your money baby
This for my niggas doing time, behind that money baby
Tłumaczenie piosenki
Nikt nie dodał jeszcze tłumaczenia do tej piosenki. Bądź pierwszy!
Jeśli znasz język na tyle, aby móc swobodnie przetłumaczyć ten tekst, zrób to i dołóż swoją cegiełkę do opisu
tej piosenki. Po sprawdzeniu tłumaczenia przez naszych redaktorów, dodamy je jako oficjalne tłumaczenie utworu!
+ Dodaj tłumaczenie
+ Dodaj tłumaczenie
Dziękujemy za wysłanie tłumaczenia.
Nasi najlepsi redaktorzy przejrzą jego treść, gdy tylko będzie to możliwe. Status swojego tłumaczenia możesz obserwować na stronie swojego profilu.
Nasi najlepsi redaktorzy przejrzą jego treść, gdy tylko będzie to możliwe. Status swojego tłumaczenia możesz obserwować na stronie swojego profilu.
Interpretacja piosenki
Dziękujemy za wysłanie interpretacji
Nasi najlepsi redaktorzy przejrzą jej treść, gdy tylko będzie to możliwe.
Status swojej interpretacji możesz obserwować na stronie swojego profilu.
Nasi najlepsi redaktorzy przejrzą jej treść, gdy tylko będzie to możliwe.
Status swojej interpretacji możesz obserwować na stronie swojego profilu.
Dodaj interpretację
Jeśli wiesz o czym śpiewa wykonawca, potrafisz czytać "między wierszami" i
znasz historię tego utworu, możesz dodać interpretację tekstu. Po sprawdzeniu
przez naszych redaktorów, dodamy ją jako oficjalną interpretację utworu!
Komentarze
Utwory na albumie Jet World Order 2
Polecane przez Groove
Die With a Smile
Die With a Smile
Bruno Mars
Bruno Mars
Kawałek nieba
Kawałek nieba
KAZ BAŁAGANE
KAZ BAŁAGANE
APT.
APT.
Bruno Mars
Bruno Mars
Dolce Vita
Dolce Vita
Kizo
Kizo
Popularne teksty
34+35
34+35
Ariana Grande
Ariana Grande
Love Not War (The Tampa Beat)
Love Not War (The Tampa Beat)
Jason Derulo
Jason Derulo
SEKSOHOLIK
SEKSOHOLIK
Żabson
Żabson