letra de nametag - jordan solomon
[intro]
(phantum in the club)
purp was supreme
but i don’t want no lean
purp was supreme
[chorus]
don’t want no lean
i am a junkie for money, a fiend
i took your girl and put her on my team
she in my jeans and she made me say “cheese!”
she made me hard but i do it with ease
money so big that i need a machine
you know i make like four thousand a week
they know me like i wear a nametag
don’t remember people from way back
i am the truth, gotta face facts
when i just wanna let the day past
they got my music on playback
baby, i know that you hate that
[verse 1]
poppin’ up in different places
the rover, it look like a sp-ceship
holy [?] can i get a statement?
don’t know you, we have no relation
3:35 with the face lift
[?] cuz i ain’t playin’
i think right now to be wakin’
need it now, i don’t got patience
at this point n-body can stop me
i’m gettin’ love from the thotties, top me
come through and give me the sloppy
ain’t even take off my [?] huaraches
only eat sushi or chicken souvlaki
i swerve the whip like my name ricky bobby, yeah
i haven’t slept in a week
3100, it’s now halloween
i got brown eyes but i think they turn green
i wanna rep with aquamarine
i don’t take debit like vending machines
not that i want but nothin’ i need
yuh-yuh-yuh
[chorus]
don’t want no lean
i am a junkie for money, a fiend
i took your girl and put her on my team
she in my jeans and she made me say “cheese!”
she made me hard but i do it with ease
money so big that i need a machine
you know i make like four thousand a week
they know me like i wear a nametag
don’t remember people from way back
i am the truth, gotta face facts
when i just wanna let the day past
they got my music on playback
baby, i know that you hate that
[verse 2]
so many girls in here, i thought this was the women’s room
baby, conversations shouldn’t feel like interviews
i been gettin’ money since i’m in the womb
all that gossippin’, the bullsh-t i won’t get into
[?] that i want the profit, not the revenue
i just keep on winnin’, solo, he could never lose
swear i’ll have 2 million before 22
then i’ll get the porshe, only 2 doors
you know it roar, gt4, i need more
always winning, go and check the f-ckin’ score
will you help me focus? i’m not talkin’ ’bout a ford
all these lavish things, these things i can afford
sushi at your building, shoppin’ up a floor
persian girl, she said that she don’t eat no pork
push the gt, oh that sh-t go too much torque
[chorus]
don’t want no lean
i am a junkie for money, a fiend
i took your girl and put her on my team
she in my jeans and she made me say “cheese!”
she made me hard but i do it with ease
money so big that i need a machine
you know i make like four thousand a week
they know me like i wear a nametag
don’t remember people from way back
i am the truth, gotta face facts
when i just wanna let the day past
they got my music on playback
baby, i know that you hate that
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