[Intro: Fredro Starr & Platinum Plus]
Other People's Money
Ooh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Real (Oh, yeah)
Gangsta
Gangsta! (Come on)
Come on, come on, come on
[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
You're my wife with no papers, my gangsta bitch
First time I got caught you tried to shank a bitch
You scared to get down, she a bust all rounds
Smoke a Newport, cut me half, bust me down
Catch me lookin' at another chick, she curse me out
Dead serious, but at times she act silly
Jump out the truck at the light to get the Philly
Rollin' it up, chasin' down the ice cream truck
I waited half-an-hour for your hair to get braided
She leavin' dirty messages on 3-way pagers
Told her how to roll, she low and spit razors
She hit triple six first time out in Vegas
Never got shook, when feds knocked down the door
She hid the coke, a scared chick would've flushed it all
And we can live it up, eat lots of shrimp
Or get grimey with a quarter bag of potato chips
Other People's Money
Ooh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Real (Oh, yeah)
Gangsta
Gangsta! (Come on)
Come on, come on, come on
[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
You're my wife with no papers, my gangsta bitch
First time I got caught you tried to shank a bitch
You scared to get down, she a bust all rounds
Smoke a Newport, cut me half, bust me down
Catch me lookin' at another chick, she curse me out
Dead serious, but at times she act silly
Jump out the truck at the light to get the Philly
Rollin' it up, chasin' down the ice cream truck
I waited half-an-hour for your hair to get braided
She leavin' dirty messages on 3-way pagers
Told her how to roll, she low and spit razors
She hit triple six first time out in Vegas
Never got shook, when feds knocked down the door
She hid the coke, a scared chick would've flushed it all
And we can live it up, eat lots of shrimp
Or get grimey with a quarter bag of potato chips
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