B. Park, K Tamati
Give it to me and then you give me some more,
Show me the world I never seen it before,
We march up that hill and then we march back again,
You tell me it's mine and if I want it step in
As I gear to step, you push me aside,
Slap me in my face cold, taking my pride
Stand over tactics, it's do now or die,
Death stare me in the face tell me ya want my money
Come get my money, if you can.
You'll have to pry it out my cold dead hands
Mother fucker ooohhh yeaahh, mother fucker
Kaching, kaching, this noise is going round in my head
Kaching, ya wanna bleed me dry til I'm dead
Kaching, this noise is going round in my head
Kaching kaching kaching
Light up my life, yeah you showed me the way
I'm grateful and all, you got all my pay
All of my dollars and I wont give you no more
I'm not talking about it man, I'm closing the door
So come to my house you gon' have to knock me out,
Or steal all that I got and I don't got a lot
You got all from the deal I got nothing left to steal.
I got nothing left to take
Come on back another day I can hear it
Kaching, kaching, this noise is going round in my head
Kaching, ya wanna bleed me dry til I'm dead
Kaching, This noise is going round in my head
Kaching kaching kaching
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
Not me
Not me
Not me
Repeat
Not me
X17
Ladi6 Copyright