Money On The Table
Belly"Money On The Table" é uma música de Belly, 2021, Pop. A música tem 1:53 de duração, 38 lines / 401 words.
Letra
0:01Nearly half the record amount of cocaine seized last year came in one operation, busted in November
0:07Eight hundred kilograms of cocaine were discovered and six people charged
0:12I play to win, my old foes tryna make amends (Who?)
0:14Just 'cause we got the same enemies, that don't make us friends
0:17Nothing's makin' sense, I'm watchin' angel said
0:20I'm seein' demons repent, for now, I play the fence
0:23When I got nothin' left to give, that's when they take offense
0:25Life through these black shaded tints, Maybach Mercedes Benz
0:28They came and went like pretend friends and the latest trends
0:31Underdog, fuck an undercard, I'm the main event
0:35My body covered in tattoos and battle scars
0:38Made it through the dark, I guess the sky was out of stars
0:40Late nights, so high, we don't say, "Hi," we say, "Safe flight"
0:44My energy big, I feel like Frank White
0:47Money on the table like the poker stars
0:50I send your bitch to Vegas where they overcharge
0:53In the kitchen whippin' cola now (Griselda)
0:55Smoke so much, it's fuckin' up my pulmonary nerve
0:58I got two bitches, one a ratchet, and one my wife
1:00One, I cock before bed, the other, I kiss good night
1:03I know money made y'all soft, not us, I'm still hungry
1:06Y'all make enough just to pay bills monthly and feel comfy
1:09Any bitch I bought a bag for, trust me, she carry yay
1:12I used to rarely play, now every day, it's Perrier
1:15I stood on this ferry late, I was trappin', but barely ate
1:18Now I got water in my jewelry case, like Erie Lake, yeah
1:21You know it's money on the table like the poker stars, nigga (Like the poker stars)
1:24And I can make you famous when the coke dissolve
1:27It's hard to trust niggas, they only begin off loyal
1:29So the best advice somebody could give you is get a lawyer, motherfucker
1:32Too much stress, I was playin' chess with the reaper
1:35Million-dollar man, puttin' rappers in a sleeper
1:38I mean, this shit is crazy, they say I'm actin' different lately
1:41Fool's Gold, I swear to God, this shit fugazi
1:44In the kitchen, chicken's on me, whippin' gravy
1:47And life's a bitch, but, baby, that's the bitch that raised me
1:50Life's a bitch, but, baby, that's the bitch that raised me
1:53Life's a bitch, but, baby, that's the bitch that raised me
Nearly half the record amount of cocaine seized last year came in one operation, busted in November Eight hundred kilograms of cocaine were discovered and six people charged I play to win, my old foes tryna make amends (Who?) Just 'cause we got the same enemies, that don't make us friends Nothing's makin' sense, I'm watchin' angel said I'm seein' demons repent, for now, I play the fence When I got nothin' left to give, that's when they take offense Life through these black shaded tints, Maybach Mercedes Benz They came and went like pretend friends and the latest trends Underdog, fuck an undercard, I'm the main event My body covered in tattoos and battle scars Made it through the dark, I guess the sky was out of stars Late nights, so high, we don't say, "Hi," we say, "Safe flight" My energy big, I feel like Frank White Money on the table like the poker stars I send your bitch to Vegas where they overcharge In the kitchen whippin' cola now (Griselda) Smoke so much, it's fuckin' up my pulmonary nerve I got two bitches, one a ratchet, and one my wife One, I cock before bed, the other, I kiss good night I know money made y'all soft, not us, I'm still hungry Y'all make enough just to pay bills monthly and feel comfy Any bitch I bought a bag for, trust me, she carry yay I used to rarely play, now every day, it's Perrier I stood on this ferry late, I was trappin', but barely ate Now I got water in my jewelry case, like Erie Lake, yeah You know it's money on the table like the poker stars, nigga (Like the poker stars) And I can make you famous when the coke dissolve It's hard to trust niggas, they only begin off loyal So the best advice somebody could give you is get a lawyer, motherfucker Too much stress, I was playin' chess with the reaper Million-dollar man, puttin' rappers in a sleeper I mean, this shit is crazy, they say I'm actin' different lately Fool's Gold, I swear to God, this shit fugazi In the kitchen, chicken's on me, whippin' gravy And life's a bitch, but, baby, that's the bitch that raised me Life's a bitch, but, baby, that's the bitch that raised me Life's a bitch, but, baby, that's the bitch that raised me
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