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Alright shouts for J shout to kanye, cant wait for that... Ladies and gentleman this is your friendly neighborhood Neyo Now listen, i don't normally do this, I am not a rapper. But fuck it this is a mix-tape, so here's what we're gonna do We're gonna have a little fun we're gonna talk a little shit we're gonna spend a little money, we gonna spend a lot of money see we can't spend a little cause i don't got a little money i got a lot of money so we got to spend a lot of money. Talking fast but listening slow one of the two is happening So fuck it lets go. I don't have swag, they are yet to invent a word for what I have Every time you see me I look like a money bag Ne-yo good money everybody else money bad, Wait, what you mean money bad Bet your money on them and you'll never get it back Bet your money on the kid I guarantee that, When you'll get it back, you gonna need a bigger bag I got a lot of money, no denying that But it ain't in my gentleman nature to brag So just for a second I'ma take the fedora off And put on an NY Fitted Caps, And turn it to the back To say a few thangs might make a hater mad, See, everybody talk dough, But when Ne-Yo talk dough, Ne-Yo talk about dough that really have Multiple accounts, multiple amounts, multi million dollars From the multiple hits I have Count them A Porsche Cayenne ... for my lady And for me a Porsche Panaerma Black A white SLS gold wing benz with the doors that come up like wings on there So when I come through set whatever you driving on fire nigger Hit the ... call a cab You got by a chain money, you got by a fast food chain you know sonny? What you know about that ... ... ran out of oxygen Call the waitress, we got 30 models shooting Malibu red and we ran out of shots again I'm a bully on this beat, beating on my competition go rocks again Squeeze the trigger till the clip gonna stop another one in And keep shooting, ran out of shots again Ok, I got carried away, I thought it was a ... minutes, hahaha Ladies and gentlemen, as I catch my breath, welcome to the mix-tape. |