Digge Doms - Money Stretch lyrics

What? What? Money stretch Lil' Zane, what'cha saying? ATL's finest, what? What? Man you can check my lifestyle And see that I'm quite wild Seven twenty-eight night child Universal and versatile You study my style Trying to live spiritual And y'all looking now I can see right now Y'all will never understand me I call my best friend my family until they cross me Alcohol and weed cost me So I limit it Running n***as over like Emmitt did without a squad Drag you about a hundred yards Many bumps and scars Pull out in the hottest cars with my entourage Smoke more L's than Debarge With connects worldwide like Macintosh I practice living large n***as out of town don't understand these kids (say what?) n***as comin' to get me can't find where I live I got two or three cribs stack the mill in the mill Y'all get none of this dough sh** y'all fiends stay ill Money stretch like a rubber band So wrap the grands up Catz got beef with me Go call your menz up Coming up unexpected f**ing your plans up Bustin' rounds lay it down It's not a game Money stretch like a rubber band So wrap the grands up Catz got beef with me Go call your menz up Coming up unexpected f**ing your plans up Bustin' rounds lay it down Now throw your hands up Name rings up in Hollywood But I'mma true n***a, I'mma stay Hollyhood I never change, might be a little busy though A little n***a from a big a** city yo I love the dough Give me hits, give me more chips I stay legit so the feds can't tell me sh** I came in with nothing to lose Now I put my heart into making you move I'm far flung And the charts say I'm number one You number two n***a Check on the Billboard Who under who n***a? Far from an amateur, a money maker Leave your chick alone with me I bet I'll take her The game's taught me one thing Don't let her break you Money make the world go 'round And the girls go down And even paralyzed n***as gonna feel me now For you nerds that study my words, ya heard Money stretch like a rubber band So wrap the grands up Catz got beef with me Go call your menz up Coming up unexpected f**ing your plans up Bustin' rounds lay it down (None of us f** around) Money stretch like a rubber band So wrap the grands up Catz got beef with me Go call your menz up Coming up unexpected f**ing your plans up Bustin' rounds lay it down Now throw your hands up You steady being on the corner right n***as ain't seen me in a while You probably thought I died You devils love to see a n***a down and teary eyed I call you idiot cause you don't know me really yet I'm from the ghetto and getting dough is all I know I'm on the low I'm a mystery to 5-0 Cause they don't know Damn my check is caught in studio Business is lovely, see me in the videos b**hes wanna f** me Worldwide n***a ride I'mma about to go to where some people call the other side And live my life in paradise, keep my family tight But I can't keep the way I'm going If the dough ain't right My last days I can't live my life inside a cage I'm getting money and you hataz don't do nothing for me Either you with me or against me n***a let it show I get the dough non-stop when the track's hot And you know What? Now what? I ain't even gonna rhyme no more Y'all get the picture Money stretch like a rubber band So wrap the grands up Catz got beef with me Go call your menz up Coming up unexpected f**ing your plans up Bustin' rounds lay it down Money stretch like a rubber band So wrap the grands up Catz got beef with me Go call your menz up Coming up unexpected f**ing your plans up Bustin' rounds lay it down Money stretch like a rubber band So wrap the grands up Catz got beef with me Go call your menz up Coming up unexpected f**ing your plans up Bustin' rounds lay it down Money stretch like a rubber band So wrap the grands up Catz got beef with me Go call your menz up Coming up unexpected f**ing your plans up Bustin' rounds lay it down