Mr Money Moe - Dreamin Intro Lyrics

This is A money, M-O-E production
Yeah, it's money
Ching, ching
Let's get some money, nigga
Yeah, yes sir
Okay, I'm bout to cook a boulder, get soda for the coke
Clumsy ballers fumbling, now they wondering why they broke
Tote a drummer for the drama, the llama in my coat
Niggas hot, thinking bout the baby mamas, I'ma poke
Wrote hits for the summer, yo' hummer and yo' lote
Broke bread with the stunners, throw I'm my gunna on the low
I used to love the drama, Jamie taught me love to dough
Now I'm an underground success cause I got money in the floor oh
R.I.P. to Pimp C, he in heaven rockin' gators
New niggas too lazy to learn, they turn haters
Years later, still caculating with a caculator
And please don't ever tempt me, I might empty your tomato
I buy some dro, my eyes so low, my eyes on glow like Liono
No lyin' though, break in' my crib like bangin' on a lion door
I'm flyin' though, and tryin for, a super cute Hawaiian hoe
If someone wants her back, I think that pussy ain't worth dyin' for