Tony Sunshine - Momma Used To Say lyrics

Intro: Yeah Top It's the T.O.P nikka.. it's the top not the bottom Yeah Mike Beck Drop that beat Chorus: Now how you end up in this f**ed up situation (Momma used to say) Fuking with them boys momma warned you bout (Take your time young men) And they ain't playing cause them nikkas want their money (Don't you rush the ghetto) And now your hiding in your house and you kick them out Verse I: Tony Sunshine Betta check who you fooling with, no doubt I'm on some cooler sh** But my tooler spit, makes your hoes do a manula spin sh** I chip em off, ship em off tommorrow If they don't come back with my money by the morning You know me meng the kid be on it, from dusk till dawn meng the kid holding So have my money Homie have my dough You Wrong, if you think cross me I'm gunna let it go (Wow) Not Me I'm a rid em, Im Gunna hit em with a 40 cal, the bullet gunna split em He softer then a pillow talking bout his gunna peel us When I seen him nikka hugged me and he told me i'm the realest (you Know) Chorus: Now how you end up in this f**ed up situation (Momma used to say) Fuking with them boys momma warned you bout (Take your time young men) And they ain't playing cause them nikkas want their money (Don't you rush the ghetto) And now your hiding in your house and you kick them out Verse II:Mike Beck Ok I got money in my pocket, a honey at the crib Car on the lawn, I'm disrespectful out this b**h You can tell from the way that I walk, Gotta hustle like I'm Russell Green plate to the fork Put The 8th to your door, face taste on the floor I'm Impatient when I'm racing, pedal stays on the floor Metal straight to the jaw Didn't your momma warned you, not them the laws they run up on you In the honor of my doode I'm gunna blow hammers, hurd them creep while your still in cold jammas Hoes will jam ya', pose as canvas Stay calm never rush it will expose your handles Chorus: Now how you end up in this f**ed up situation (Momma used to say) Fuking with them boys momma warned you bout (Take your time young men) And they ain't playing cause them nikkas want their money (Don't you rush the ghetto) And now your hiding in your house and you kick them out