Fuck Me On The Dough Ces Cru

[Hook: Ubiquitous]
I want my motherfucking money, service is rendered
Fuck a check, return it to sender
Give me mine in legal tender
Mister manager, the venue was filled to capacity
Check the door box, count my percentage and get that to me

Fuck me, fuck me on the dough and we in all black with millies
Ball caps and billies, it’s all raps, but really
Fuck me, fuck me on the dough and we in all black with millies
Ball caps and billies, it’s all raps, but really

[Verse 1: Godemis]
Ok, I’m trying to put a safe in the ground
Guess I got a hole to dig but first I got to buy that shovel
Look it, we trying to leave a mark on the game
Guess we’ve got an album to press
And then we got to make that bubble
Okay, the hour's thirteen and I love my friends
But understand, y’all, love don’t spin
They wanna get in, they wanna get it in
Fucking for scene, they blow their duckets on a bucket of gin
Then wanna act fucked up, when it costs a couple bucks to get in
I ain’t got nothing to lend, you got that cup to your chin
I’m hoping you’re tippin', you know it’s the only motive for rippin'
This constant energy is worth every penny and the price of admission
I’m like on a mission, like in a pocket
You gotta pay the profit to witness to how he rock it
It’s like he’s in a rocket, his writing is like the rockets
Hard and you got to chop it to profit