Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
I got bills on bills
But Im never ducking the profits
I just spent all of my dough
Then stack it back up like lasagna
I just go back and then forth
Hustlin' up the deposit
Im duckin' all of these hoes
Don't believe me just go see my roster
Stumblin' mumblin' all ah my words
The Henney it do really work
You should try it
Shawty she just got checkers on her purse
'Cause I wanted brains like a college
Y'all couldn't do this even if you tried
And practiced intently about it
Better than chef is impossible nigga
So then again maybe don't try this
I might get back to my bag
I might start poppin' bout items that you never had
I might get back to the braids
I might get back in my ways
Never actin a slave
Im just gon' rap til It's made
And if it don't come then Im goin til I'm in a grave
I might get back to my old self
Dollas and dollas Im talkin' bout paid
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
I got millions on millions
So talented I could begin again
I won't even finish my sen-
Practicing up on my penmanship
Im off that jiggly wiggly puff
Head getting big Im the big nigga uh
Shit that you did you ain't did it enough
Finish digging your grave you ain't dig it enough
Im gettin money inside of my pocket
I spend it all in a matter of days
But I'm gettin' money inside of my pocket
So it don't matter to me anyways
I'm a simple ass nigga
If you really do the math
I'm up every single morning
Bright and early to the bag
I know if Im ever slipping then
My brothers got my back
But if we ever catch you slipping
Then my nigga it's a wrap
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
Andy the Chef - Two Verses and Three Hooks Lyrics
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Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
I got bills on bills
But Im never ducking the profits
I just spent all of my dough
Then stack it back up like lasagna
I just go back and then forth
Hustlin' up the deposit
Im duckin' all of these hoes
Don't believe me just go see my roster
Stumblin' mumblin' all ah my words
The Henney it do really work
You should try it
Shawty she just got checkers on her purse
'Cause I wanted brains like a college
Y'all couldn't do this even if you tried
And practiced intently about it
Better than chef is impossible nigga
So then again maybe don't try this
I might get back to my bag
I might start poppin' bout items that you never had
I might get back to the braids
I might get back in my ways
Never actin a slave
Im just gon' rap til It's made
And if it don't come then Im goin til I'm in a grave
I might get back to my old self
Dollas and dollas Im talkin' bout paid
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
I got millions on millions
So talented I could begin again
I won't even finish my sen-
Practicing up on my penmanship
Im off that jiggly wiggly puff
Head getting big Im the big nigga uh
Shit that you did you ain't did it enough
Finish digging your grave you ain't dig it enough
Im gettin money inside of my pocket
I spend it all in a matter of days
But I'm gettin' money inside of my pocket
So it don't matter to me anyways
I'm a simple ass nigga
If you really do the math
I'm up every single morning
Bright and early to the bag
I know if Im ever slipping then
My brothers got my back
But if we ever catch you slipping
Then my nigga it's a wrap
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
I got bills on bills
But Im never ducking the profits
I just spent all of my dough
Then stack it back up like lasagna
I just go back and then forth
Hustlin' up the deposit
Im duckin' all of these hoes
Don't believe me just go see my roster
Stumblin' mumblin' all ah my words
The Henney it do really work
You should try it
Shawty she just got checkers on her purse
'Cause I wanted brains like a college
Y'all couldn't do this even if you tried
And practiced intently about it
Better than chef is impossible nigga
So then again maybe don't try this
I might get back to my bag
I might start poppin' bout items that you never had
I might get back to the braids
I might get back in my ways
Never actin a slave
Im just gon' rap til It's made
And if it don't come then Im goin til I'm in a grave
I might get back to my old self
Dollas and dollas Im talkin' bout paid
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
I got millions on millions
So talented I could begin again
I won't even finish my sen-
Practicing up on my penmanship
Im off that jiggly wiggly puff
Head getting big Im the big nigga uh
Shit that you did you ain't did it enough
Finish digging your grave you ain't dig it enough
Im gettin money inside of my pocket
I spend it all in a matter of days
But I'm gettin' money inside of my pocket
So it don't matter to me anyways
I'm a simple ass nigga
If you really do the math
I'm up every single morning
Bright and early to the bag
I know if Im ever slipping then
My brothers got my back
But if we ever catch you slipping
Then my nigga it's a wrap
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
Got this joint turnt up like Diddy Kong
I run it up like a pro
Do the dash like a marathon
But Im runnin' all outta dough
Writer: Andrew Jones
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