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$torm (feat. Matt Lucas) Video (MV)




Performed By: Reggie Ran$om
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Matthew Faulkner, Jon Ransom




Reggie Ran$om - $torm (feat. Matt Lucas) Lyrics
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Pull up to the club, keep the bands all on me Do a lil' dance, I'ma make it storm tonight
Hattin' ass, niggas ain't got nothin' on me They cheap and broke, I know you know the type
Pull up to the club, keep the bands all on me Do a lil' dance, I'll make it storm tonight
Hattin' ass, niggas ain't got nothin' on me They cheap and broke, I know you know the type
About-face, put your hands on your knees A lot of ass, I can handle with ease
A lot of cash, it'll be gone with the breeze All these lil' stripper chicks, love gettin' cheese
Big drive, big tank on full All these other niggas, they tank on E
Bring food to the table, you ain't gon' eat Can't tell me what I ain't gon' be
Black wool, but I ain't no sheep, If I am, then I'm in wolf clothin
Take shots, girl, these niggas can't hold me I throw it all, cause, this money ain't foldin
It's a hustle, you don't really wanna know me So gon' show me what you wanna show me
And I'ma keep on throwin' that money up Until that pole you on is eroded, ah
Throw it in a circle, up down, up down, loose focus, yah
Got me in a trance, do a lil' dance, it's hocus pocus, yah
Girl, shake it hella fast Me and my niggas throwin' hella cash
Probably wasn't expectin' no rain today I pull up to the club, change the weather-cast
On God
Pull up to the club, keep the bands all on me
All on me
Do a lil' dance, I'ma make it storm tonight
Yeah, yeah yeah
Hattin' ass, niggas ain't got nothin' on me
Nothin' on me
They cheap and broke, I know you know the type
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull up to the club, keep the bands all on me
All on me
Do a lil' dance, I'll make it storm tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hattin' ass, niggas ain't got nothin' on me
Nothin' on me
They cheap and broke, I know you know the type
Ima punish sum, if you want it hun den hit me wit da misbehavior
Sophistifunk, a Memphis junt, might turn me up, and get me right, sophisticate me
You might be the first, the one, the only, oooh, got me feeling like I miss my baby
Sugar, sweetness, keep me on my toes, throwing O's, watch ya whole rent get paid shit
On sight, rain, rain, turn me on, let it be light
Twerk sum, twerk sum let it be right
Don't let it go left, gon' lemme see sights
See, you want cash and yo ass fat, dollars go forward, yo ass back, pussy got puff, I pass that
Throwing groceries, no cash back
Some girls call me Matty Lu, Some girls call me Daddy too
So if you make ass talk back, then money gon talk wit attitude
Show gratitude when I throw money latitude, come and get dat work
Put it on live for me, go live like the breaking news, you know you heard it here first
Pull up to the club, keep the bands all on me
All on me
Do a lil' dance, I'ma make it storm tonight
Yeah, yeah yeah
Hattin' ass, niggas ain't got nothin' on me
Nothin' on me
They cheap and broke, I know you know the type
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull up to the club, keep the bands all on me
All on me
Do a lil' dance, I'll make it storm tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hattin' ass, niggas ain't got nothin' on me
Nothin' on me
They cheap and broke, I know you know the type
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English

Pull up to the club, keep the bands all on me Do a lil' dance, I'ma make it storm tonight
Hattin' ass, niggas ain't got nothin' on me They cheap and broke, I know you know the type
Pull up to the club, keep the bands all on me Do a lil' dance, I'll make it storm tonight
Hattin' ass, niggas ain't got nothin' on me They cheap and broke, I know you know the type
About-face, put your hands on your knees A lot of ass, I can handle with ease
A lot of cash, it'll be gone with the breeze All these lil' stripper chicks, love gettin' cheese
Big drive, big tank on full All these other niggas, they tank on E
Bring food to the table, you ain't gon' eat Can't tell me what I ain't gon' be
Black wool, but I ain't no sheep, If I am, then I'm in wolf clothin
Take shots, girl, these niggas can't hold me I throw it all, cause, this money ain't foldin
It's a hustle, you don't really wanna know me So gon' show me what you wanna show me
And I'ma keep on throwin' that money up Until that pole you on is eroded, ah
Throw it in a circle, up down, up down, loose focus, yah
Got me in a trance, do a lil' dance, it's hocus pocus, yah
Girl, shake it hella fast Me and my niggas throwin' hella cash
Probably wasn't expectin' no rain today I pull up to the club, change the weather-cast
On God
Pull up to the club, keep the bands all on me
All on me
Do a lil' dance, I'ma make it storm tonight
Yeah, yeah yeah
Hattin' ass, niggas ain't got nothin' on me
Nothin' on me
They cheap and broke, I know you know the type
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull up to the club, keep the bands all on me
All on me
Do a lil' dance, I'll make it storm tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hattin' ass, niggas ain't got nothin' on me
Nothin' on me
They cheap and broke, I know you know the type
Ima punish sum, if you want it hun den hit me wit da misbehavior
Sophistifunk, a Memphis junt, might turn me up, and get me right, sophisticate me
You might be the first, the one, the only, oooh, got me feeling like I miss my baby
Sugar, sweetness, keep me on my toes, throwing O's, watch ya whole rent get paid shit
On sight, rain, rain, turn me on, let it be light
Twerk sum, twerk sum let it be right
Don't let it go left, gon' lemme see sights
See, you want cash and yo ass fat, dollars go forward, yo ass back, pussy got puff, I pass that
Throwing groceries, no cash back
Some girls call me Matty Lu, Some girls call me Daddy too
So if you make ass talk back, then money gon talk wit attitude
Show gratitude when I throw money latitude, come and get dat work
Put it on live for me, go live like the breaking news, you know you heard it here first
Pull up to the club, keep the bands all on me
All on me
Do a lil' dance, I'ma make it storm tonight
Yeah, yeah yeah
Hattin' ass, niggas ain't got nothin' on me
Nothin' on me
They cheap and broke, I know you know the type
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull up to the club, keep the bands all on me
All on me
Do a lil' dance, I'll make it storm tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hattin' ass, niggas ain't got nothin' on me
Nothin' on me
They cheap and broke, I know you know the type
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Writer: Matthew Faulkner, Jon Ransom
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