Zeyah Real - PARDON ME Lyrics

Nigga I don't want to speak if you ain't talking about cash
Pardon me
I got all out the street I got these bitch niggas mad
It's the god in me that's why they following me
I'm in the wip driving fast it ain't hard to see your bitch be calling me
I took that bitch to the pad It's the dog in me how i be dogging her
I know her nigga be mad
Talk is cheap but it can buy you a hurst
Better go get to a bag

Hakuna Matata
Niggas don't know what to do wit a dollar
Nigga like me coming through wit a dollar
Niggas should already knew I'm a problem

I see the hate in your face that mean you want the trey eight in your face
Nigga you better off stay in your place
Niggas be mad because they running in place
Like a f*ckin treadmill know that bread will get us out of here
And these nigga be talking bout a whole lot of shit I ain't trying to hear
You done waste enough of my time now its time for you to get up out of here
Got to keep my foot on niggas necks
And hope these motherf*ckers hear me lout and clear

Yea nigga that be your best bet
I got that bitch pussy wet wet
You already knowing what's up next
She about to give me the neck next
Don't tolerate no type of disrespect
No nine to five but I get a check
Got some shit to do but I aint did it yet
Trapping hard I aint finish yet
Moving fast like I'm in jet
Little bitch like to pop ex
I know these niggas aint about that
Hollering about they about that
And I don't never talk about that
I'm a show you that I'm about that
And you live to talk about that
Yea nigga how about that