Hodgy Beats - Memorex CDs Lyrics
Mom said I'm crazy and then she kicked me outI used that motivation for shit to spit aboutTwo thousand watt amp, three thousand dollar lampI'm coming from the ghetto, now where my food stamps?I smell the scent of college, now where's my *****ing grants?No money in the bank, only in my pantsCounting up dollars like the pole when the strippers danceTake your day serious cause some niggas don't get the chanceI consider me luckyGot these haters all hushed like the puppy, stuffingGoes inside their chickens that are cluckingI'll be like an eye for your girl, wanna touch meI got it, I got it, I got it, you got it?I got it, I got it, I got it, you got it?Man they put me out, man they put me outAnd a man is in the man if you gotta ***** outWhooshin' on the couch and bushin' at the mouthSlut (?) and them cushions on the couchI'm a get up, and chase that moneyA bumblebee with pollen feeling make that honeyI can't be tall and shrink like a midgetShe can't give me her number and I not call them digitsHe lives in anxiety, he twitches and he fidgetsIf he don't tell you his story, ask this homie BridgetAnd Bridget is like a down-ass hoBut a woman that knows his story won't tell a soulCause once you reap you a soul, karma only growsCarmen only knows when she's riding in the gearMercedes come around with money, throw like a cheerVisa for Mona Lisa with a C cup, drink upI got it, I got it, I got it, you got it?I got it, I got it, I got it, you got it?
