Something Familiar Freestyle 1 - BOUNS TRACK by MoneyatMidnight Lyrics
[Intro]
Gotta record it to the left side
Gotta record it to the right side
Gotta..., studio..., in the motherfuckin' studio
Joey Brickz!
Joey on the track?! Oh my God, that's whack!
Wow! Okay!
Hollone...,
[Verse 1]
I be tryna jugg, and I jugg bitch
I be tryna get the money and I flip it
Tryna figure out ways to get the money
'Cause I got shit that I need to do
But I don't wanna...,
Don't wanna boo-hoo!
Don't wanna cry about it!
Might have to go up, and get a job
Workin' at the Wal-Mart, catch me at the Wal-Mart
Catch me at the Wal-Mart..., ooh, hollone...,
Or maybe catch me at the regal
You know and I'm in the movie
And I see the sequal, on the big screen
But you know I got the...,
Dramamine, for them bitches that really gotta take a shit
'Cause they full of it...,
Niggas full of it...,
Hollone, lemme switch the topic
[Verse 2]
I don't know, they don't wanna talk about that
But you gotta face the cold hard facts!
That, you got some bullshit, goin' on up in yo' life
Up in yo' mind, it's something familair...,
It's really peculiar...,
How you be runnin' on the same shit?
But then try to give me advice?! Bitch stop it!
Oh my God, that's so disgusting
And I got this bitch really bussin'
Got you busting your speakers!
Rich..., Tamika!
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that cash
Gettin' that cash, shakin' that ass!
Bihh shakin' that ass! And she gettin' that cash!
Hollone lemme switch it up, oh my gawd!
[Verse 3]
Let's bring it back down to reality
Come back to me, come back to me!
Ion even know what they be
Talkin' 'bout half the time
But you know I gotta get it in my mind
Gotta process..., that shit..., like a credit..., no debit...,
Hollone, wait a miniute, I'm swiping on debit
All the money in the back account, I read it
Bitch I own it, yea that's my shit
Gotta, get my money up real quick
So my mama don't..., kick my ass out!
I'm just tryna make my mama proud
I ain't tryna let my mama fuckin' down
[Verse 4]
But she lookin' real sad, lookin' real mad
Oh wait, hold on, sometimes, that's just her face
Hollone, let me hop up off of that case
'Cause I'm still in her house..., ooh...,
That's a debate, I don't really wanna talk about
But you know I gotta..., get out..., of the scene!
Gotta bust out the scene!
Gotta..., smack that ass real mean
Hold on wait...,
In the room..., you ain't 'posed to be here that soon
Oh wait, I need some more minutes
Gotta get it real quick
Get it real quickly, come quickly!
And you know I got it swiftly
Shakin' that ass! Gettin' that cash!
Gotta do it real fast, in the dash!
Gotta record it to the left side
Gotta record it to the right side
Gotta..., studio..., in the motherfuckin' studio
Joey Brickz!
Joey on the track?! Oh my God, that's whack!
Wow! Okay!
Hollone...,
[Verse 1]
I be tryna jugg, and I jugg bitch
I be tryna get the money and I flip it
Tryna figure out ways to get the money
'Cause I got shit that I need to do
But I don't wanna...,
Don't wanna boo-hoo!
Don't wanna cry about it!
Might have to go up, and get a job
Workin' at the Wal-Mart, catch me at the Wal-Mart
Catch me at the Wal-Mart..., ooh, hollone...,
Or maybe catch me at the regal
You know and I'm in the movie
And I see the sequal, on the big screen
But you know I got the...,
Dramamine, for them bitches that really gotta take a shit
'Cause they full of it...,
Niggas full of it...,
Hollone, lemme switch the topic
[Verse 2]
I don't know, they don't wanna talk about that
But you gotta face the cold hard facts!
That, you got some bullshit, goin' on up in yo' life
Up in yo' mind, it's something familair...,
It's really peculiar...,
How you be runnin' on the same shit?
But then try to give me advice?! Bitch stop it!
Oh my God, that's so disgusting
And I got this bitch really bussin'
Got you busting your speakers!
Rich..., Tamika!
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that cash
Gettin' that cash, shakin' that ass!
Bihh shakin' that ass! And she gettin' that cash!
Hollone lemme switch it up, oh my gawd!
[Verse 3]
Let's bring it back down to reality
Come back to me, come back to me!
Ion even know what they be
Talkin' 'bout half the time
But you know I gotta get it in my mind
Gotta process..., that shit..., like a credit..., no debit...,
Hollone, wait a miniute, I'm swiping on debit
All the money in the back account, I read it
Bitch I own it, yea that's my shit
Gotta, get my money up real quick
So my mama don't..., kick my ass out!
I'm just tryna make my mama proud
I ain't tryna let my mama fuckin' down
[Verse 4]
But she lookin' real sad, lookin' real mad
Oh wait, hold on, sometimes, that's just her face
Hollone, let me hop up off of that case
'Cause I'm still in her house..., ooh...,
That's a debate, I don't really wanna talk about
But you know I gotta..., get out..., of the scene!
Gotta bust out the scene!
Gotta..., smack that ass real mean
Hold on wait...,
In the room..., you ain't 'posed to be here that soon
Oh wait, I need some more minutes
Gotta get it real quick
Get it real quickly, come quickly!
And you know I got it swiftly
Shakin' that ass! Gettin' that cash!
Gotta do it real fast, in the dash!