lirik lagu sulaiman - better than money
[intro]
[verse 1: sulaiman]
yo i’m better than money, got more cheddar than money
and i’m considered a felon v for vendetta’d for money
they was hesitant for me, now they present and chummy
i had the presence for rappin’ back when the fetti was funny
so i remember the faces, as i’m gettin’ the faces
you was foul now i’m flagrant that’s how we play in the majors
seen you coming i’m running and jumping in elevators
pushing the b-tton and frontin’ like i was tryin to wait up, sike
i kept your number just in case that you called to forward you dog
i’m cordial could’ve swallowed you all but nah
rather make a moment of yall
sp my future opponents know it ain’t no frontin involved
you called god but the devil got you into this predicament
it’s intricate, only off my mercy could you benefit
been it it since 86 slaying soufleeing crazy b-tch
now you know who you playing with catch a fade like a gradient
[hook: sulaiman]
(what i got)
m-ss appeal
(what i got)
rapping sk!ll
(what i got)
all you n-ggas fronting you ain’t half as real
(what i got)
macking ilk
(what i got)
blackened silk
(what i got)
fashioned out the fabric that my p-ssion built
(what i got)
raw as f-ck
(what i got)
got you all stuck
(what i got)
haters so i roll out in a armored truck
(what i got)
closet sl-ts
(what i got)
down to f-ck
(what i got)
made a pound of money have em count it up
[verse 2: sulaiman]
what you think was destined to happen
when the last dragon left started rappin’ in cold fashion?
that’s cold but these hoes right here got clothes matching the dome
i scored the td and homered like bo jackson
happy mog, already got at ya broad
mail it in we nailed it in, guess that you could say we had a p-ssion for her
flapjacks and applesauce, ap satin bra
never on a red flag, i’m not a matador
a bad wh0r- can come and go if she can keep it on the low
and keep it clean and keep it convenient and leave it on the road
a photo finish for scrimmages full of huffer hoes
battling to be up to no good up in ya bungalows
b-tt toast in ya frigerador
trynna penetrate her, and i ain’t even date her…
you n-ggas weak
[hook]
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