Nightmares Of The Bottom Lyrics - Bow Wow

Shit 

Mind on my money niggas still hating 

Smoke alot of weed because I have lil patience 

My girl still trippin shit, wut girl don't bitch 

Turn the volume up on the tv so I don't hear shit 

Wizzle keep it player 

Ballin like a laker 

They say the game is rough well 

I'm gonna give that bitch a shape up 

Ohio is the state Columbis is the city 

I know your ass is real but how much u pay 4 them titties 

Cash money gang u know wut I'm reppin 

My homie doing nine he just got caught up with a weapon 

My lil girl getting bigger 

She crawling tryin talk 

Shit I'm trying 2 do whatever just 2 stay off child support 

And if your album don't sell bow what you gone do Probably keep making 8 mil a movie I'll be cool 

Cause I ain't trippin bout these critics or these non believers 

And to keep the love close I rock my jesus pieces Turning 25 soon that's 5 years from 30 

I'm feelin 40 now I lived my life 2 early 

I'm in my own world playing by my own rules 

They say life is about choices so becarful what you choose 

And I'm riding with my homies 

State got love 4 me 

But I keep my eyes open cause niggas can be phoney So I stay up on lonley short but gotta alot of heart 

Boi I love my women red bone white or dark 

Say you rollin on that good, shit I can't tell 

Cause the shit I'm smoking got me moving slower then a snail 

And why you squares hate we keep getting richer Laughing back at ya'll while we fuckin all ya'll bitches 

Playing john madden I'm running with the eagles Niggas online talking shit until I beat you 

Real shit I ain't sleeping two days 

I've been up stratagizing on ways to get payed 

Yea yea yea yea 

Yea yea yea yea yea yea 

Related 

Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs 

Watch Cardi B Joins James Corden For Carpool Karaoke 

Ariana Grande Adds Her Own Verse To "Last Christmas" 

Yea yea yea yea yea yea 

Photos