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Bustin' out the bando A nigga jewelry real metal like a can opener I went from rags to riches to a feature with Tip I went from Smart Car to a bitch with some smart lips And the F&N make my hip limp I'm goin' fishin' with these little bitty shrimp dips And my bank roll got a big dip She gon' bring it on a big ship Quite trill, no Quik Trip I got drugs in the alley, no tip there She just wanna have a good day Smoke way more weed than a guy in L.A I want them birds 'til next May Never let em fly away What!? I heard ay Listen what my nigga Tip say If it ain't about the money Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up If it ain't about the money Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time If it ain't about the money Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit If it ain't about the money Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it I'm packin' 11, I'm packin' 11 I ride in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe I'm slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend Pants out the grocery store, they stuck with lettuce She try make the extras, I told on these bitches When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches Ay what you think we in the neighborhood for? Standin' at the corner store with a pocket full of dough I'll be damned if a nigga wipe a hood hoe Learned that from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones" Put your money down I could book a hard four You playin' with it, I'ma send 'em through your car door But while I flood the shit sick got prob' oh I'm doin' it for black and yellow, free Hardo The head honcho, nigga no Tonto, nigga I'm quick to put some bricks in a Bronco, nigga Niggas talk shit, well I don't respond to no nigga No murder, no dough, no convo If it ain't about the money Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up If it ain't about the money Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time If it ain't about the money Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit If it ain't about the money Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it I'm packin' 11, I'm packin' 11 I ride in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe I'm slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend Pants out the grocery store, they stuck with lettuce She try make the extras, I told on these bitches When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches Aye, what you think we in the neighborhood for? Standin in the trap, slangin good blow Maybach used to slang that crack Buy a stolen car while he bang that AK If you ever took a loss better bring that back Catcha' witcha' betcha' heat will blow your brains bout that Know you better be, on your best behavior when addressing me Because, bye-gones, we don't let em be Niggas disrespect me, I'm a catch a felony For real, if you listen I can get you paid But not interested in shit you say If it ain't about the money Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up If it ain't about the money Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time If it ain't about the money Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit If it ain't about the money Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it I'm packin' 11, I'm packin' 11 I ride in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe I'm slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend Pants out the grocery store, they stuck with lettuce She try make the extras, I told on these bitches When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches Ay, what you think we in the neighborhood for? Standin' at the corner store with a pocket full of dough I'll be damned if a nigga wife a hood ho Learned that from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones" nigga
Access to my Private Discord www.patreon.com/sloweddownmusic
There is a section for request (I respond quickly).
Videos that RUclips removed/blocked me from posting are uploaded in the Discord.
Additional music genres/types are uploaded (i.e., reggae, afrobeats, compilation mixes, instrumentals, etc.)
Listen or download the slowed down ad-free music videos/MP3s to your personal collection.
There is also a live private chat for the members.
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2024 relevant!
Lmao I consider this young thugs song he carried
You got a hell of a discography brother just added a bunch of yo shit on my playlists solid channel ✊🏿
Everything slowed and reverbed is betterrrrrrrrr
HOW INDAFUHHHH Young “thug” get on this track…ain’t no way TIP
R.I.P Robert Earl Davis Jr
This shit hard
IF IT AINT ABOUT THE MONEY?
❤😂❤❤❤❤❤😮love it maine
Bustin' out the bando
A nigga jewelry real metal like a can opener
I went from rags to riches to a feature with Tip
I went from Smart Car to a bitch with some smart lips
And the F&N make my hip limp
I'm goin' fishin' with these little bitty shrimp dips
And my bank roll got a big dip
She gon' bring it on a big ship
Quite trill, no Quik Trip
I got drugs in the alley, no tip there
She just wanna have a good day
Smoke way more weed than a guy in L.A
I want them birds 'til next May
Never let em fly away
What!? I heard ay
Listen what my nigga Tip say
If it ain't about the money
Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't about the money
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time
If it ain't about the money
Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the money
Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it
I'm packin' 11, I'm packin' 11
I ride in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe
I'm slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out the grocery store, they stuck with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on these bitches
When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches
Ay what you think we in the neighborhood for?
Standin' at the corner store with a pocket full of dough
I'll be damned if a nigga wipe a hood hoe
Learned that from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones"
Put your money down I could book a hard four
You playin' with it, I'ma send 'em through your car door
But while I flood the shit sick got prob' oh
I'm doin' it for black and yellow, free Hardo
The head honcho, nigga no Tonto, nigga
I'm quick to put some bricks in a Bronco, nigga
Niggas talk shit, well I don't respond to no nigga
No murder, no dough, no convo
If it ain't about the money
Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't about the money
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time
If it ain't about the money
Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the money
Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it
I'm packin' 11, I'm packin' 11
I ride in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe
I'm slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out the grocery store, they stuck with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on these bitches
When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches
Aye, what you think we in the neighborhood for?
Standin in the trap, slangin good blow
Maybach used to slang that crack
Buy a stolen car while he bang that AK
If you ever took a loss better bring that back
Catcha' witcha' betcha' heat will blow your brains bout that
Know you better be, on your best behavior when addressing me
Because, bye-gones, we don't let em be
Niggas disrespect me, I'm a catch a felony
For real, if you listen I can get you paid
But not interested in shit you say
If it ain't about the money
Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't about the money
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time
If it ain't about the money
Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the money
Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it
I'm packin' 11, I'm packin' 11
I ride in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe
I'm slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out the grocery store, they stuck with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on these bitches
When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches
Ay, what you think we in the neighborhood for?
Standin' at the corner store with a pocket full of dough
I'll be damned if a nigga wife a hood ho
Learned that from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones" nigga
Nobody came here for your copied and pasted lyrics. We know the song.
2024❤❤❤🎉
🎧 🪩
Love it. Bumpin' proper.
You great bro
This is TI? Why is he rapping like Meek Mill