Danity Kane ft. Boyd Money Lyrics

Work, work, work

I'm a lover boy, no I'm not Drake

Piling up the leaves, rarely need a rake

Piling up, saving cheese for this cake

I'm on go but I think I'm gon wait

Born in the dark, damn I feel like Bane

Freaky bitch and she down to run a train

Got a group of hoes, Danity Kane

When she open the box, I came

Young boy came in like "What's the sitch?"

Made the dream a possibility, ya'll sleep with asterisks

Baby booty fatter than a pear tree and a partridge

So if the enemy wanna smoke, I'll bring the cartridge

Traded in old flows and old foes, boy I bartered it

Left old boy in the cold now his pockets sick

Tiny pants, oh my god

Thirty bitches suck my dick

Young Based God came in looking nigger-ish

And no

I don't fold, damn

Leave your fucking laundry at the door, damn

Get your fucking ass off that pole, damn

Know you wholesome posing like a hoe, damn

Aye, got a pulse on the game, aye

I'm the heart, art in my artery, aye

Blind to the shade through these Cartier, aye

Collect yo check, my alias Sally Mae, aye

I'm a lover boy, no I'm not Drake

Piling up the leaves, rarely need a rake

Piling up, saving cheese for this cake

I'm on go but I think I'm gon wait

Born in the dark, damn I feel like Bane

She freaky

And she down to run a train

Got a group of hoes, Danity Kane

When she open the box, I came

The remy make me shimmy, watch me do it like that

Little ladies always asking how do it like that

I'm that nigga yeah I know, why she blew it like that

I don't fuck with many people I don't do it like that, yeah

And these bitches tripping

Money on my mind, no time for kissing

Back pocket full of blue hundreds chilling

Kick back, watch a bitch cry no simping

I ain't a lover boy but I ain't another boy

I'm the man so why you messing with these other boys

I got a pound, blow it down then we making noise

If you the one then I guess that's just the people's choice

Yeah and it's going down

Party like A Boogie, we about to drown

She only like niggas who act funny, clowns

This brandy got me tripping, creeping with my rounds

I'm a lover boy, no I'm not Drake

Piling up the leaves, rarely need a rake

Piling up, saving cheese for this cake

I'm on go but I think I'm gon wait

Born in the dark, damn I feel like Bane

Freaky bitch and she down to run a train

Got a group of hoes, Danity Kane

When she open the box, I came