Текст песни Drakeo The Ruler - Mr. Get Dough (feat. Mustard)
Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough
Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough
Mustard on the beat ho
Oh lord, there go them two greedy bastards
I just want to buy a Masi just to say I crashed it
Forty bands, had to thank the chink when I grabbed it
Oh lord, I love bein' a joint, it's fantastic
Keepin' it clammy you know we ridin' on stocks
And we in Rosemead, so yes I had to bring the box
Stanleys out, you know they had to bring the cops
We go on high speed chases, couldn't get me if I'm God
But I'm not, pops on my knots
Mr. Get Guap, that's Mr. Get Dough, AKA Mr. Mos
Walkin' out the house with the stove
Lingo bingo, call me Mr. Get Dough
Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough
Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough
Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough
Mr. Get Dough, and what we tell the bitches
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint
Been Bentley auction biddin', got Universal biddin'
Get in where you fit in or you're clipped like a split end
Get them for the fid-o, distribute for the tit-en
I hope you protect that same shit you representin'
I live life seldom, I fucked you welcome
Macklemore sixes, in the six duckin' 12
Hoes on me like velcro, bitches can't spell no
Titties pussy fat, flat back like an elbow
Shoot it 'til my arm hurt, tryin' to hit the point
I can't serve with no bitch 'til she fuckin' choice
Puffin' my stuff in the cut is the ointment
Oh you just findin' out I've been a joint, bitch?
Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough
Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough
Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough
Mr. Get Dough, and what we tell the bitches
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint
I recall gettin' booked without a page count
Nigga bailed out and went to playhouse
It's really elementary how it played out
Could've came in the industry and went the safe route
Oh no, now we O.M.M.I.O bosses
A band on Philippe, had the taste for they sauces
Ain't takin' losses, race of the horses
Stumbled out your closet, a safe full of charges
Cautious, bitch I've been a joint since the old Chronic
All these rappers gettin' gassed like the stove probably
On my mama nigga, I don't owe nobody
We done flipped pennies, now they Foamposites
Mr. LA and
Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough
Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough
Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough
Mr. Get Dough, and what we tell the bitches
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint, bitch I've been a joint
Bitch I've been a joint
Call me Mr. Get Dough
