Let Me hold that beat... [x3]  That beat  Funny funny funny boy I can't stop laughing  Money money money can't stop getting cash  You looking for the prince  Well you found him  Broke niggas can't even be around him  And I'm only being honest  Fuck being modest  Ghetto girls change hair colors more than Rodman  All on my dick like condom  And she take that dick  Like a robber  Call it burglary  Certainly  I cut her up  Like surgery  And now her baby daddy wants to murder me  He call my phone like  Is you banging my girl?  My girl  All I reply  Playa bet to check her  Don't to disrespect ya  I never even met cha  She never even mention your name  I don't know why you mad at me  You should ask your girl  She gave the ass to me  Stop harassing me    Why you so upset with me?  I don't even know you  It's clear that she had sex with me  Stop calling my phone  You  [? ] No questioning  He talking bout what you gon do  Gon do  Funny funny funny boy I can't stop laughing  Money money money can't stop getting cash    You a loser tho  You a loser tho  You a loser  Fellas if your girl  Let a man get at her  And you hit up the man  Then your ass playing backwards  Happens to the best  You are not alone  Her bootty and her breat  Is nothing you can own  Funny funny funny boy I can't stop laughing  Money money money can't stop getting cash    Throw it in the bag  Got paper got plastic  Think I got it mastered  Haters are fanatics  I need them around  Any time I want my ass kissed  I'm only drinking brown  And I'm only smoking sunkist  Orange haired weed  Got me acting like a wierdo  Shine like me  Your the diamonds in my earlobe  Heard from a bird  That trigga was a asshole  Fuck what you heard  Like penis in your earhole  September 1st  Yuuup  I just wanna ask  Why niggas be mad  Why another muthfucka wanna hit they girl... [x3]  I just wanna  I just wanna  I just wanna ask why u mad    these lyrics are submitted by NiAsia Kaleeha