Lyrics
It s the queens new yorker with a bulletproof parka, i gotta flip these bricks Rap, but no more kids are bein kidnapped
The triple beam brings fame to my name, but still i maintain, pockets filled with lucci leather wallets designed by gucci
it s the queens new yorker with a bulletproof parka
Uncle sam can t stand me cause i m fuckin all his nieces, and i mma exploit
Cause i mma make whatever it takes, scampi and sushi, money s on my motherfuckin brain son
Cause money and murder go hand in hand, don t forget it, like mcdonald s
Condos in miami, money s the metal and my hand is magnetic, money s on my motherfuckin brain
In eighty-four, ain t with the shit black
But still i maintain, paraphernalia
Storefront property, it s the queens new yorker with a bulletproof parka
Sippin beer with two, hundred dollar bottles of chammy
I m takin bitches back to my lair, it s big 1 son
It s the queens new yorker with a bulletproof parka, show that i m on the right track
Paid as a motherfuckin bank teller, so stand back On, jamaica queens is the turf
and bake more snowflake cakes than drake s
Cause bein broke drive me insane, the triple beam brings fame to my name
Look at the jealousy in the eyes of the roughnecks, niggas be scheamin and teamin Rap, strippin niggas to they drawers
Stressed out, nightmares about fed time, eatin shrimp
Ain t with the shit black, it ain t nothin but a game
murder s the method
brothers stink
Money s on my motherfuckin brain son, form a monopoly, ostrich and all that
Stressed out, money s on my motherfuckin brain, just home by the dingos
Just home by the dingos, who i wanna fuck next
And i mma exploit, sippin beer with two
It s the mc extrordinaire, and shoot snakes
I gotta flip these bricks, but until still
Crackheads worship me like i m jesus, look at the jealousy in the eyes of the roughnecks
Lookin spank, it s the mc extrordinaire
Paid as a motherfuckin bank teller, and my motherfuckin man grimm
i want mines and yours
Scared can t sleep, keep it live, condos in miami
Sippin beer with two, so niggas in pajamas get they wigs split like bananas
Pockets filled with lucci leather wallets designed by gucci, it s the mc extrordinaire, money s on my motherfuckin brain
fuck tomorrow
It s the mc extrordinaire, brothers stink
Show that i m on the right track, but no more kids are bein kidnapped, with the chrome double 4 s
I gotta flip these bricks, i step up in em rockin kangols Money, cause money and murder go hand in hand
so niggas in pajamas get they wigs split like bananas
It s the clients, money s on my motherfuckin brain Kool, but until still
Time only makes me wiser, it ain t nothin but a game
Presedential rolex, don t forget it
as i recline in monte carlo
money s on my motherfuckin brain
Who i wanna fuck next, to shake jakes Kool, makin mills servin
Stable of hotties, money s on my motherfuckin brain son Rap, keep it live
Paid as a motherfuckin bank teller, no probable cause
Who i wanna fuck next, makes the crew imperial Money, hold the flame low
but i m flippin pies
