2-12-12 (Thoughts) Ace Hood
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[Intro]
R.I.P Whitney Houston
God bless her soul
I’m just vibin’ though
But for you haters
[Hook]
Nothing’s gonna stop me
I swear to god
Nothing’s gonna stop me
Andy, Kiko, Renegades
Nothing’s gonna stop me
Nothing’s gonna stop me
[Verse 1]
Money talks so what’s your conversation?
Counting my blesses, my sweet elaborated
Being broke ain’t a joke, that feeling is devastating
Nightmare so therefore is never stated
Calculating every dollar bill
Reminiscin’ they missin’ like someone without a meal
Still trippin’, this life I’m livin’ the dream still
Look at my niggas loyalty’s mad real
That’s cuz we got this from the bottom up
Remember slidin’ in my homie momma truck
We did what we had to do, we ain’t give a fuck
Now we the niggas winnin’ though, wuddup?
Ain’t it funny how the time fly?
Couple cars and a twenty story high rise
Took a minute but shit connecting like wifi
And fuck you to them niggas who said my career died
Shit, I’m livin’ quite well
On the beach I’m sippin’ wine and cracking lobster tails
With a Spanish mami give me opposite of tails
Ask me do I like it papi I’m like hell yea
We da best the fuckin’ logo
Just hope you get the picture when you take your photos
Own a couple cars but I need one more though
Phantom coming soon, real nigga YOLO
True, I’m just vibin' though
R.I.P Whitney Houston
God bless her soul
I’m just vibin’ though
But for you haters
[Hook]
Nothing’s gonna stop me
I swear to god
Nothing’s gonna stop me
Andy, Kiko, Renegades
Nothing’s gonna stop me
Nothing’s gonna stop me
[Verse 1]
Money talks so what’s your conversation?
Counting my blesses, my sweet elaborated
Being broke ain’t a joke, that feeling is devastating
Nightmare so therefore is never stated
Calculating every dollar bill
Reminiscin’ they missin’ like someone without a meal
Still trippin’, this life I’m livin’ the dream still
Look at my niggas loyalty’s mad real
That’s cuz we got this from the bottom up
Remember slidin’ in my homie momma truck
We did what we had to do, we ain’t give a fuck
Now we the niggas winnin’ though, wuddup?
Ain’t it funny how the time fly?
Couple cars and a twenty story high rise
Took a minute but shit connecting like wifi
And fuck you to them niggas who said my career died
Shit, I’m livin’ quite well
On the beach I’m sippin’ wine and cracking lobster tails
With a Spanish mami give me opposite of tails
Ask me do I like it papi I’m like hell yea
We da best the fuckin’ logo
Just hope you get the picture when you take your photos
Own a couple cars but I need one more though
Phantom coming soon, real nigga YOLO
True, I’m just vibin' though
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