Song Details: Money Hoes and Clothes Lyrics. The name of the song is N^ggas which is sung by The Notorious B.I.G.
Money Hoes and Clothes Lyrics
To all my brooklyn (n^^^as!)
To all my uptown (n^^^as!)
To all my bronx (n^^^as!)
To all my queensbridge (n^^^as!)
(n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a!)
Back up chump, you know biggie smalls rips it quick
And kicks it quick; you know how black n^^^as get
With the hoods, fatigues with the boots with trees
Smoking weed, flipping kis, making crazy gs
Hitting buckshots at n^^^as that open spots
On the avenue–take my loot, and I’m bagging you
Pimping hoes that drive volvos and rodeos
Flash the roll, make her wet in her pantyhose
Damn, a n^^^a’s style is unorthodox
Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
Just in case a n^^^a want to act out
I just black out, and blow they motherf$$king back out
That’s a real n^^^a for ya
To all my brooklyn (n^^^as!)
To all my uptown (n^^^as!)
To all my bronx (n^^^as!)
To all my queensbridge (n^^^as!)
(n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a!)
When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths
Just in case dread want to riff
He get a free lift to the cemetery, rough very
Not your ordinary: we watch you get buried
That’s a real n^^^a for ya
Get mad, do a quarter, flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the da, ’cause f$$k what she say
She don’t give a f$$k about your as anyway
Up north, bound first stop for the town
Of fishkill, where the hand skills are real ill
You’ll be a super hoover doo-doo stain remover
Ha-hah! Yo g, pas the buddha
To all my brooklyn (n^^^as!)
To all my uptown (n^^^as!)
To all my bronx (n^^^as!)
To all my queensbridge (n^^^as!)
(n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a!)
To all my brooklyn (n^^^as!)
To all my uptown (n^^^as!)
To all my bronx (n^^^as!)
To all my queensbridge (n^^^as!)
(n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a!)
Money, hoes, and clothes
Blunt smoke coming out the nose, is all a n^^^a knows
Flipping on foes, putting tags on toes
Watching the stash grow, clocking the cash flow
The neighborhood gravedigger
Getting paid so much, all the bih es want to see a n^^^a
I guess they figure I’m paid, I want to get laid
Or since I got loot, I want to knock boots
I’d rather beat my d^ck than trick
And if she don’t suck, then we don’t f$$k
I’d rather make a buck, drive a fat-as truck
Grab the 9, two clips, and run amuck
Yes, flex after two or three becks
As I wreck sh^t, what the f$$k you expected?
A fly guy? Well f$$k it, I’m the high guy
From bed-stuy, putting the swelling on your eye
And your nose even; when I choke ya, you stop breathing
And when jake come, I’m leaving
To all my brooklyn (n^^^as!)
To all my uptown (n^^^as!)
To all my bronx (n^^^as!)
To all my queensbridge (n^^^as!)
(n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a!)
To all my brooklyn (n^^^as!)
To all my uptown (n^^^as!)
To all my bronx (n^^^as!)
To all my queensbridge (n^^^as!)
(n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a!)
To all my brooklyn (n^^^as!)
To all my uptown (n^^^as!)
To all my bronx (n^^^as!)
To all my queensbridge (n^^^as!)
(n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a!)
To all my brooklyn (n^^^as!)
To all my uptown (n^^^as!)
To all my bronx (n^^^as!)
To all my queensbridge (n^^^as!)
(n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a, n^^^a!)
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Ayo b.I.G., what’s up, man? It’s $hort, man
Heard you in miami, boy, give me a call
I got some bih es, man; I got eight bih es
I got some chronic, I got the keys to luke’s crib, n^^^a
That n^^^a ain’t gonna be here for two weeks
Hit me up, dude; hit me up
It’s $hort, man; it’s short
Holla at me, a’ight
