Yeah, What's happening player
Shout out to my big uncle Pimp C, baby, we love you, Pimpin
It's Big Moe, bitch, so what the f*ck is up
I put product on the streets, cause I got big f*ckin' nuts
I hope you diggers think again before you ever approach
I used to have a team of bitches, they knew I was the coach
Most of these niggas be like rodents, you a rat or a roach
You was playin' with Nintendo, we was out on the porch
I got a pack, nigga, a sack of crack, nigga
I made a stack, then it wont, no lookin' back, nigga
Call me Nino or Gambino, I'm a king on the streets
I bet you every single night I got a queen on my sheets
Or you might just see me stuntin', somethin' mean on my feet
In the hood chillin', seein' how much lean I can drink
It's Money Moe
I roll a swisher up, nigga, that's how my day begin
I check the weather, after that I check ESPN
I hit the kitchen, make a plate, it's time to get it in
Phone buzzin', bitches f*ckin', niggas wanna be friends
But I ain't in that shit, cause I'm stackin' my chips like a motherf*ckin' poker game
If she crazy and she wild, nigga, don't knock her down, don't get her pregnant, mane
Stuck with that baby, nigga, like you Lil Wayne
These bitches rapin' niggas pockets, really, it's a shame
When I touch town, I'ma smoke a whole sack
In the stu with my cousins, like planet fresh back
I gotta tell the truth, can't be livin' a lie
I stay the same, but always change similar to the sky
I do what I wanna do, cause we all gotta die
Got polo pajamas on when I'm sleepin', I'm fly
Sippin' on some lean, noddin' in and out my dream
Rest in peace to Pimp, we ride dirty, not clean
Mr Money Moe - Still Riding Dirty (feat. Rockstar Young Mal) Lyrics
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Yeah, What's happening player
Shout out to my big uncle Pimp C, baby, we love you, Pimpin
It's Big Moe, bitch, so what the f*ck is up
I put product on the streets, cause I got big f*ckin' nuts
I hope you diggers think again before you ever approach
I used to have a team of bitches, they knew I was the coach
Most of these niggas be like rodents, you a rat or a roach
You was playin' with Nintendo, we was out on the porch
I got a pack, nigga, a sack of crack, nigga
I made a stack, then it wont, no lookin' back, nigga
Call me Nino or Gambino, I'm a king on the streets
I bet you every single night I got a queen on my sheets
Or you might just see me stuntin', somethin' mean on my feet
In the hood chillin', seein' how much lean I can drink
It's Money Moe
I roll a swisher up, nigga, that's how my day begin
I check the weather, after that I check ESPN
I hit the kitchen, make a plate, it's time to get it in
Phone buzzin', bitches f*ckin', niggas wanna be friends
But I ain't in that shit, cause I'm stackin' my chips like a motherf*ckin' poker game
If she crazy and she wild, nigga, don't knock her down, don't get her pregnant, mane
Stuck with that baby, nigga, like you Lil Wayne
These bitches rapin' niggas pockets, really, it's a shame
When I touch town, I'ma smoke a whole sack
In the stu with my cousins, like planet fresh back
I gotta tell the truth, can't be livin' a lie
I stay the same, but always change similar to the sky
I do what I wanna do, cause we all gotta die
Got polo pajamas on when I'm sleepin', I'm fly
Sippin' on some lean, noddin' in and out my dream
Rest in peace to Pimp, we ride dirty, not clean
Shout out to my big uncle Pimp C, baby, we love you, Pimpin
It's Big Moe, bitch, so what the f*ck is up
I put product on the streets, cause I got big f*ckin' nuts
I hope you diggers think again before you ever approach
I used to have a team of bitches, they knew I was the coach
Most of these niggas be like rodents, you a rat or a roach
You was playin' with Nintendo, we was out on the porch
I got a pack, nigga, a sack of crack, nigga
I made a stack, then it wont, no lookin' back, nigga
Call me Nino or Gambino, I'm a king on the streets
I bet you every single night I got a queen on my sheets
Or you might just see me stuntin', somethin' mean on my feet
In the hood chillin', seein' how much lean I can drink
It's Money Moe
I roll a swisher up, nigga, that's how my day begin
I check the weather, after that I check ESPN
I hit the kitchen, make a plate, it's time to get it in
Phone buzzin', bitches f*ckin', niggas wanna be friends
But I ain't in that shit, cause I'm stackin' my chips like a motherf*ckin' poker game
If she crazy and she wild, nigga, don't knock her down, don't get her pregnant, mane
Stuck with that baby, nigga, like you Lil Wayne
These bitches rapin' niggas pockets, really, it's a shame
When I touch town, I'ma smoke a whole sack
In the stu with my cousins, like planet fresh back
I gotta tell the truth, can't be livin' a lie
I stay the same, but always change similar to the sky
I do what I wanna do, cause we all gotta die
Got polo pajamas on when I'm sleepin', I'm fly
Sippin' on some lean, noddin' in and out my dream
Rest in peace to Pimp, we ride dirty, not clean
Writer: Alphonso Moore
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