Check Please (feat. C Dot Castro & T Man the Wizard)

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Christopher Castro/Tremayne Hudson/Arjun Ivatury/Christopher Justice
[00:15.310] Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (That paper)
[00:18.974] Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (Cash)
[00:22.877] Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (Crypto)
[00:26.686] Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (Check please)
[00:29.089] Ay
[00:30.998] Ice on my neck, make my neck freeze
[00:32.817] You know I run the wave, no jetski’s
[00:34.749] New bitch on me so sexy
[00:36.225] Got me kind of glad that my ex wife left me
[00:38.148] You know I ball hard, you can catch me at the Espy’s
[00:40.073] Sliding on my goals like I’m mother****ing Gretzky
[00:41.893] Ay, you know it’s on and popping like Pepsi
[00:43.817] Ay, you know it’s on and popping like, popping like
[00:45.326] Uh, gra-ta-ta-ta, bitch I don’t give a ****
[00:47.471] Yeah I’m sliding on this bitch, I never get stuck
[00:49.454] Yea I got it on tuck
[00:50.227] Going dumb like that Nuck If You Buck
[00:51.734] I pull up in a Maybach, then pull up the truck
[00:53.663] Huh, you ain’t shit, you a cuck
[00:55.184] I stay with ice I might need me a puck
[00:57.250] Bitch I got racks like my bank account Nordstrom
[00:59.051] We talking houses, with them I got 4 of ‘em
[01:00.924] More of ‘em coming
[01:01.922] They talking that shit leave ‘em done
[01:03.084] And I’m stunting I’m running this shit like a marathon
[01:05.641] Used to hit the soup kitchen on Tuesdays now I be shopping at Erwehon
[01:09.386] Yea I shine like a flare gun
[01:10.700] Feeling fresh like I just got my hair done
[01:12.656] Like I just got my hair did, boy don’t sleep on my heritage (What’s that?)
[01:16.426] Black man, black man, running from the police
[01:18.101] Know we gotta make it out, never had a doubt
[01:19.992] But the route wasn’t clear, needed somebody to show me
[01:21.878] Who I am, what I be, life is in front of me
[01:23.883] I don’t know how I do this shit everyday, it come to me
[01:25.787] Really if it come to that, chain around my neck, that’s a hundred racks
[01:28.228] Acting like you got it bitch you really need to run it back (Ah yeah)
[01:31.150] Ay, how the **** you finna buy a Rolex, but you ain’t paid yo’ taxes?
[01:34.091] No less, man you got me so stressed
[01:35.542] Young mother****ers, want ‘em all to win
[01:37.662] Guess they know a lot more
[01:38.697] Why you think the boy tryna reach ‘em right now, fo?
[01:40.557] Know you wanna flex, maybe paying all your debts might help you in the long run
[01:43.343] Locked up for evasion, that’s a long one (No I can’t take this shit no more, let’s go, let’s let’s)
[01:46.728] Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (That paper)
[01:50.514] Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (Cash)
[01:54.278] Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (Crypto)
[01:58.102] Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (Check please)
作曲 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Christopher Castro/Tremayne Hudson/Arjun Ivatury/Christopher Justice
Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (That paper)
Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (Cash)
Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (Crypto)
Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (Check please)
Ay
Ice on my neck, make my neck freeze
You know I run the wave, no jetski’s
New bitch on me so sexy
Got me kind of glad that my ex wife left me
You know I ball hard, you can catch me at the Espy’s
Sliding on my goals like I’m mother****ing Gretzky
Ay, you know it’s on and popping like Pepsi
Ay, you know it’s on and popping like, popping like
Uh, gra-ta-ta-ta, bitch I don’t give a ****
Yeah I’m sliding on this bitch, I never get stuck
Yea I got it on tuck
Going dumb like that Nuck If You Buck
I pull up in a Maybach, then pull up the truck
Huh, you ain’t shit, you a cuck
I stay with ice I might need me a puck
Bitch I got racks like my bank account Nordstrom
We talking houses, with them I got 4 of ‘em
More of ‘em coming
They talking that shit leave ‘em done
And I’m stunting I’m running this shit like a marathon
Used to hit the soup kitchen on Tuesdays now I be shopping at Erwehon
Yea I shine like a flare gun
Feeling fresh like I just got my hair done
Like I just got my hair did, boy don’t sleep on my heritage (What’s that?)
Black man, black man, running from the police
Know we gotta make it out, never had a doubt
But the route wasn’t clear, needed somebody to show me
Who I am, what I be, life is in front of me
I don’t know how I do this shit everyday, it come to me
Really if it come to that, chain around my neck, that’s a hundred racks
Acting like you got it bitch you really need to run it back (Ah yeah)
Ay, how the **** you finna buy a Rolex, but you ain’t paid yo’ taxes?
No less, man you got me so stressed
Young mother****ers, want ‘em all to win
Guess they know a lot more
Why you think the boy tryna reach ‘em right now, fo?
Know you wanna flex, maybe paying all your debts might help you in the long run
Locked up for evasion, that’s a long one (No I can’t take this shit no more, let’s go, let’s let’s)
Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (That paper)
Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (Cash)
Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (Crypto)
Let’s get this money, get that dough-o-o (Check please)