Letra Money Flippa - Juicy J
Patta
Money flipper
Ice around my neck shine like the Big Dipper
Cup runneth over, man, but it ain't liquor
He done had a green for the dill, he a pickle
Ice 'round my neck got me drippin' like a 'sicle
Ooh, that tickle
My life, 'nother hood statistic, now I'm in the limelight
Get your grind right, then maybe you can shine right
My partner Fred almost shot a cop, that's a blind night
I remember cold nights, cheap cheese in a jail cell
Why you talk behind my back? I'm livin' in a real hell
How a simple dope sale turn into a murder jackin'?
'Cause them streets, man, anything, it can happen
Thirty rounds, walk up bustin' 'cause they know you packin'
Put your trust in a gun, oh, you really slackin'
Pray to God every day, he put that good in me
I keep two hitters on the road, that's the hood in me
But the hood good if my intentions not wrong
Ten percent go to God first, now my money long
Whatsoever a man think, then so is he
If you say you ain't gon' make it, then it's gon' be
Money flipper
Ice around my neck shine like the Big Dipper
Cup runneth over, man, but it ain't liquor
He done had a green for the dill, he a pickle
Ice 'round my neck got me drippin' like a 'sicle
Ooh, that tickle
My life, 'nother hood statistic, now I'm in the limelight
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Ooh)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Yes, sir, ayy
Once you get your mind right, you can get your money right
Once you got your money right, you can do what you want in life
Always get the money, 'cause the grind never stoppers
Water on my wrist, need a janitor to mop it up
Chronicles of Juicy J, you should go and cop that book
Man, I miss puttin' money in my mama pocketbook
Me and Pat can make it out the trap, you can too
Givin' up the saddest thing I ever seen a man do
The hustle gon' continue, I'm sellin' out the venue
I'm meeting with investors, that mean beef ain't on the menu
Water 'round my neck is like the deep blue sea
Not the wings, but we dippin' once we get the blue cheese
What the fuck a nigga mean?
Money flipper
Ice around my neck shine like the Big Dipper (Yeah, tell 'em, Pat)
Cup runneth over, man, but it ain't liquor (Yeah)
He done had a green for the dill, he a pickle
Ice 'round my neck got me drippin' like a 'sicle
Ooh, that tickle (Yeah)
My life, 'nother hood statistic, now I'm in the limelight
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Ooh)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Ooh, ooh
Boy
Money flipper
Ice around my neck shine like the Big Dipper
Cup runneth over, man, but it ain't liquor
He done had a green for the dill, he a pickle
Ice 'round my neck got me drippin' like a 'sicle
Ooh, that tickle
My life, 'nother hood statistic, now I'm in the limelight
Get your grind right, then maybe you can shine right
My partner Fred almost shot a cop, that's a blind night
I remember cold nights, cheap cheese in a jail cell
Why you talk behind my back? I'm livin' in a real hell
How a simple dope sale turn into a murder jackin'?
'Cause them streets, man, anything, it can happen
Thirty rounds, walk up bustin' 'cause they know you packin'
Put your trust in a gun, oh, you really slackin'
Pray to God every day, he put that good in me
I keep two hitters on the road, that's the hood in me
But the hood good if my intentions not wrong
Ten percent go to God first, now my money long
Whatsoever a man think, then so is he
If you say you ain't gon' make it, then it's gon' be
Money flipper
Ice around my neck shine like the Big Dipper
Cup runneth over, man, but it ain't liquor
He done had a green for the dill, he a pickle
Ice 'round my neck got me drippin' like a 'sicle
Ooh, that tickle
My life, 'nother hood statistic, now I'm in the limelight
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Ooh)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Yes, sir, ayy
Once you get your mind right, you can get your money right
Once you got your money right, you can do what you want in life
Always get the money, 'cause the grind never stoppers
Water on my wrist, need a janitor to mop it up
Chronicles of Juicy J, you should go and cop that book
Man, I miss puttin' money in my mama pocketbook
Me and Pat can make it out the trap, you can too
Givin' up the saddest thing I ever seen a man do
The hustle gon' continue, I'm sellin' out the venue
I'm meeting with investors, that mean beef ain't on the menu
Water 'round my neck is like the deep blue sea
Not the wings, but we dippin' once we get the blue cheese
What the fuck a nigga mean?
Money flipper
Ice around my neck shine like the Big Dipper (Yeah, tell 'em, Pat)
Cup runneth over, man, but it ain't liquor (Yeah)
He done had a green for the dill, he a pickle
Ice 'round my neck got me drippin' like a 'sicle
Ooh, that tickle (Yeah)
My life, 'nother hood statistic, now I'm in the limelight
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Ooh)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Get your grind right and get your shine right (Get your shine right)
Ooh, ooh
Boy
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