[Intro]

Lasik, Lasik

Eh

Beats

Woo!

Free the sauce

C-Biz

Hurricane (Money March X6)

[Chorus]

We dem niggas from SK (gang)

Trappin' was the only way

I'm tryna fill my dinner plate

I chase the money like a race

When you're doing good they start to hate

When the hell will people change?

Try to never trust the fake

That can be an early grave

To these bitches I'm a (playa)

Watch your missus I might take her

Real nigga not a faker

I count this money when I wake up

I'm in the kitchen like a baker

Imma serve up someone later

Imma take your bitch out shopping

Imma spend some hundreds on her make-up

[Verse 1]

I know these ladies are freaky

They will tell you that I'm cheeky

I pose with my racks cos I'm cheesy

But it make them wanna beat me

When the police ask me questions

I didn't see nothing I'm Stevey

Killing niggas we are destined (preach)

High levels we'll be reachin' (preach)

I got suttin' on the way

I got money in the safe

Never playin' with the snakes (Nah)

Talkin' on your squad is gay (faggot)

Whippin white girl, Ricki Lake

It ain't dry you gotta wait

Over here everything's real

Don't compare me to the fake

[Chorus]

We dem Niggas from SK (gang)

Trappin' was the only way (trapping)

I'm tryna fill my dinner plate

I chase the money like a race

When you're doing good they start to hate

When the hell will people change?

Try to never trust the fake

That can be an early grave

To these bitches I'm a playa

Watch your missus I might take her

Real nigga not a faker

I count this money when I wake up

I'm in the kitchen like a baker

Imma serve up someone later

Imma take your bitch out shopping

Imma spend some hundreds on her make-up

[Verse 2]

Flip the food like a pancake

Hit the sales with a handshake (money march)

My niggas got the best work

Tony the Tiger is great (woh, SKRT)

I send the young boy to country

He's gonna keep my trap running (trap)

Hundred bitches wanna fuck me (woh)

And Imma touch 30 of 'em (trust)

We score points so fuck the goal keeper

Don't call up my phone for no reason

We don't bring it back if it ain't right

We rewrote that shit make it decent

We got the light like the daytime

And we got dark like the evening

My niggas been trappin' no sleepin'

Came a long way from the precinct

[Chorus]

We dem niggas from SK (yah)

Trappin' was the only way

I'm tryna fill my dinner plate

I chase the money like a race

When you're doing good they start to hate

When the hell will people change?

Try to never trust the fake

That can be an early grave

To these bitches I'm a playa

Watch your missus I might take her

Real nigga not a faker

I count this money when I wake up

I'm in the kitchen like a baker

Imma serve up someone later

Imma take your bitch out shopping

Imma spend some hundreds on her make-up

Money March (X8)