money in the mattress - lex lavo lyrics
[intro: lex lavo]
waddup waddup waddup
waddup waddup waddup
eastside sh*t man
look they like l.a.v.o
ya know my steelo
it’s what i do
[hook: lex lavo]
i dont f*ck with no counterfeit
f*ck with no counterfeit
living life without no rules
life without no rules
im feeling like little boy fresh
cause im bussing them dope moves
bussing them dope moves
bussing them dope moves
bussing them dope moves
bussing them
[first verse: lex lavo]
money money in the mattress
flip it like its gymnastics
i think i need a new mattress
wrist motion with a passion
old they passed me the torch
got me feeling like i’m boy george
now they see my face up in the source
d*mn why they face looking so lost
mama mama why they bring me drama
i just sip my henny i dont want no problems
if its bout a dollar holla at your guala
i just snap my fingers b*tches swallow swallow
school yard sh*t with gang
i remember when i couldn’t even hang
momma’s yelling out the window
she insane but i love her for it all
i just wana ball
winter spring and fall
all these haters throwing salt
but i know it ain’t their fault
motivated on getting paid
while their motivated on getting laid
i get plenty becky
dare a n*gga check me
handle what i gotta handle
best respect me
that desert e sounds like a symphony
my resume that sh*t be crispy clean
i dont know about you n*ggas
but i take pride on how they view a n*gga
ain’t no half stepping never lose the rhythm
i be moving stealthy he ain’t knew what hit em’
man fake friends fake love
this life we living this sh*ts a dubb
[hook: lex lavo]
i dont f*ck with no counterfeit
f*ck with no counterfeit
living life without no rules
life without no rules
im feeling like little boy fresh
cause im bussing them dope moves
bussing them dope moves
bussing them dope moves
bussing them dope moves
bussing them
[second verse: lex lavo]
i do this for the love
i dont do this just because
i was raised on the east
cuchifritos getting grub
all these chickens wana hawk
say we need to get in touch
only touching we gone do
is when our feets get to rub
ima real n*gga check the steel n*gga
gotta knuckle game im in the field n*gga
stay in your lane homie play your position
secret is out what the game has been missing
spanish fly bag it on the eye
i dont need a scale
they know your weight is frail
my sh*t be heavy they can’t second guess me
i just do what i gotta do
[hook: lex lavo]
i dont f*ck with no counterfeit
f*ck with no counterfeit
living life without no rules
life without no rules
im feeling like little boy fresh
cause im bussing them dope moves
bussing them dope moves
bussing them dope moves
bussing them dope moves
bussing them (2x’s)
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