Belly - Ray Allen

Yeah, I put a million in the sock drawer That's why I never got cold feet She put her face in the kilo Bitch, I told you keep it lowkey Throwing money, tell her go deep (go deep) The devil buying, but they giving up they souls free Thousand-dollar aged steak, fuck my old beefs For dessert, I ate your pussy with my gold teeth I was rolling, I hit her, and said I think I love her By the time she hit me back, I had a different number (what? Wait!) All this "Purple Rain" got me thinking of her But she never satisfy like Prince's mother Okay, I'm tripping, that's the psychedelics Imagine walking on the moon and letting Michael tell it See they don't really care about us, and they spiteful jealous (yeah) Tell me why the days depress us, but the nights compels us (huh) Thought I was gone, they was wrong, they assume (assume) I guess somebody got me exhumed, you fucking doomed You silver spoon goons since they let you out the womb I rose from the tomb turned coffin to cocoon (huh!) The tension so thick in the room Revenge code got you feeling like it's Christmas in June And it's sweet, reverse the roles, you be licking the spoon But you occupied with all that fucking dick you consume The flow is sassafras, I had to razzmatazz the risk Immigrant, I'm what happens if Aladdin had some bricks Jasmine had a pimp, ride a magic carpet with the tints Diamonds in the rough, over pressure that I underwent In the lab again, I'm back to lapping rappers in this labyrinth I'm snappin' back like Bobby Backlund, I'm on the batch again (I am) Me coming back is not an accident (it's not) See I don't ever gotta rap again Numb to it, I'm getting money just to run through it I don't even gotta thumb through it if it come too it She hear the money and she come to it I don't eat the pussy, I just hum to it (hum to it)