Nemo P - One Take Lyrics

Money ain't a thing, so I keep new money For the love of money, niggas move too funny
2010, they was robber jeans and true religion money
Treat my cake like candles and I blew through money
So who you, money? I'm Nemo, be the big cat, a.k.a. Ruku, money

Two times two is what you do for the money, nigga
But that's enough about money, see I'm drippin, watch the duck sauce
Wands, horns in every pocket, make any bitch wanna suck your roll
In the trap house, my nickname, Piffy Claws

Uncle James smoke all night, he got a glass jaw
Triple plays in them box overs, what we hit for
They won 16, f*ck it, I give them four or five fours
I set the standard, I'm ahead of the ball

In the hood, drop top, Audi, four on the call
Since the youth, Martha said, baby, we'll go fall
She excited, so excited, never been with a star
Still in the trap, serve the cake, Betty Crocker

The money, turn my ramen into pasta
The money made me watch niggas, they impostors
The money made bitches actresses, hoes need an Oscar
No matter what, I'm still fly, helicopter

Niggas' vibes is low, they givin' bad chakra
Nemo P makes the bitch sing like a opera
So many frenemies, so many oppas
Niggas love petty beef, get them boys a Junior Whopper

The streets hot fire, got me walkin' on lava
Ball for ball, hear my nouns, punchin' like Grabba
Mm, they say money shouldn't change
The love and the pain, coupes, Mustangs

Beamer coupes in bright lanes, I'm addicted to the game
That's a needle in my veins
Niggas love to talk money but never show change
Won't always come short, niggas love small change

F*ck it, give them credit for the small things
When you play a small game, niggas love small things
I get it when it's done, bada boom, bada bang
Why don't you make love to me

Or do you even talk to me
Why don't you make love to me
Or do you even talk to me
Why don't you make love to me

Or do you even talk to me
Why don't you make love to me
Or do you even talk to.