Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make
Cha-ching motherf*cker
Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make
Cha-ching motherf*cker
I ain't worried about nothing that's not on my plate
Good thing I keep a lot on my plate
Pumpkin pie, chocolate cake (ah ha)
My whip cream keep her locked for days (for days)
Bloop bloop, call me later
No Sade but a Smooth Operator
Never (ever) been a hater, just a lover
Super light skin, call me Undercover Brother
Show me sum, go become, OG like
Obi-Wan, bring heat like the Cali sun
The world is ending, what about it bruh?
If you with it, get it rowdy with us, cloudy months
Got me on that tropicala while I give you love
If you want it, then I am the plug
Follow me into your inner parts
No Rick and Morty when I'm in the theme park,
Yadidimean dog?
Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make (uh huh)
Cha-ching motherf*cker
Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make (right)
Cha-ching motherf*cker (Cha-ching motherf*cker)
Not me,
Not me,
Not me,
Not me motherf*cker
Uh
Get green, stay Mr. Clean
By any means, that's the capital dream
Rest In Peace Cap Steez, shit rap is a beast
Too many young black G's screen printed on tees (for real)
Ion't need an image, imma give you what's me
Ion't need to fit in, imma different piece, yeah
Me and my team transforming the scene,
Don't talk to police, they just killin the streets
Ion't need nothing but tree and a beat,
A freak in the sheets, something to read, and I'm straight
Everybody think they're speaking their piece,
Bout what she did or he, me I got nothing to say
Too much money to make, music to write, loving to make
It's stupid to fight, no Cupid but I shoot for the light
And I do it for the students with my tunes in the ride,
Just tryna make it through in this life
Everybody's got something to say (right?)
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make
Cha-ching motherf*cker
Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make
Cha-ching motherf*cker (cha-thing motherf*cker)
NOT ME Video (MV)
Performed By: davey
Language: English
Length: 3:11
Written by: David Ansari, Sol Alexander Rosenberg
davey - NOT ME Lyrics
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Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make
Cha-ching motherf*cker
Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make
Cha-ching motherf*cker
I ain't worried about nothing that's not on my plate
Good thing I keep a lot on my plate
Pumpkin pie, chocolate cake (ah ha)
My whip cream keep her locked for days (for days)
Bloop bloop, call me later
No Sade but a Smooth Operator
Never (ever) been a hater, just a lover
Super light skin, call me Undercover Brother
Show me sum, go become, OG like
Obi-Wan, bring heat like the Cali sun
The world is ending, what about it bruh?
If you with it, get it rowdy with us, cloudy months
Got me on that tropicala while I give you love
If you want it, then I am the plug
Follow me into your inner parts
No Rick and Morty when I'm in the theme park,
Yadidimean dog?
Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make (uh huh)
Cha-ching motherf*cker
Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make (right)
Cha-ching motherf*cker (Cha-ching motherf*cker)
Not me,
Not me,
Not me,
Not me motherf*cker
Uh
Get green, stay Mr. Clean
By any means, that's the capital dream
Rest In Peace Cap Steez, shit rap is a beast
Too many young black G's screen printed on tees (for real)
Ion't need an image, imma give you what's me
Ion't need to fit in, imma different piece, yeah
Me and my team transforming the scene,
Don't talk to police, they just killin the streets
Ion't need nothing but tree and a beat,
A freak in the sheets, something to read, and I'm straight
Everybody think they're speaking their piece,
Bout what she did or he, me I got nothing to say
Too much money to make, music to write, loving to make
It's stupid to fight, no Cupid but I shoot for the light
And I do it for the students with my tunes in the ride,
Just tryna make it through in this life
Everybody's got something to say (right?)
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make
Cha-ching motherf*cker
Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make
Cha-ching motherf*cker (cha-thing motherf*cker)
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make
Cha-ching motherf*cker
Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make
Cha-ching motherf*cker
I ain't worried about nothing that's not on my plate
Good thing I keep a lot on my plate
Pumpkin pie, chocolate cake (ah ha)
My whip cream keep her locked for days (for days)
Bloop bloop, call me later
No Sade but a Smooth Operator
Never (ever) been a hater, just a lover
Super light skin, call me Undercover Brother
Show me sum, go become, OG like
Obi-Wan, bring heat like the Cali sun
The world is ending, what about it bruh?
If you with it, get it rowdy with us, cloudy months
Got me on that tropicala while I give you love
If you want it, then I am the plug
Follow me into your inner parts
No Rick and Morty when I'm in the theme park,
Yadidimean dog?
Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make (uh huh)
Cha-ching motherf*cker
Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make (right)
Cha-ching motherf*cker (Cha-ching motherf*cker)
Not me,
Not me,
Not me,
Not me motherf*cker
Uh
Get green, stay Mr. Clean
By any means, that's the capital dream
Rest In Peace Cap Steez, shit rap is a beast
Too many young black G's screen printed on tees (for real)
Ion't need an image, imma give you what's me
Ion't need to fit in, imma different piece, yeah
Me and my team transforming the scene,
Don't talk to police, they just killin the streets
Ion't need nothing but tree and a beat,
A freak in the sheets, something to read, and I'm straight
Everybody think they're speaking their piece,
Bout what she did or he, me I got nothing to say
Too much money to make, music to write, loving to make
It's stupid to fight, no Cupid but I shoot for the light
And I do it for the students with my tunes in the ride,
Just tryna make it through in this life
Everybody's got something to say (right?)
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make
Cha-ching motherf*cker
Everybody's got something to say
Not me motherf*cker
Not me I got money to make
Cha-ching motherf*cker (cha-thing motherf*cker)
Writer: David Ansari, Sol Alexander Rosenberg
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC