Run Me My Money - Mac Moore

I thought I heard the Captain say, Pay me my money down, Tomorrow is our sailing day, Pay me my money down Oh pay me, oh pay me, Pay me my money down, Pay me or go to jail, Pay me my money down As soon as the boat was clear of the bar, Pay me my money down, The captain knocked me down with a spar, Pay me my money down Oh pay me, oh pay me, Pay me my money down, Pay me or go to jail, Pay me my money down If I'd been a rich man's son, Pay me my money down, I'd sit on the river and watch it run, Pay me my money down Oh pay me, oh pay me, Pay me my money down, Pay me or go to jail, Pay me my money down Well... I wish I was Mr Gates, Pay me my money down, They'd haul my money in in crates, Pay me my money down Oh pay me, oh pay me, Pay me my money down, Pay me or go to jail, Pay me my money down Well 40 nights, nights at sea Pay me my money down, Captain worked every last dollar out of me, Pay me my money down Oh pay me, oh pay me, Pay me my money down, Pay me or go to jail, Pay me my money down Oh pay me, oh pay me, Pay me my money down, Pay me or go to jail, Pay me my money down Pay me my money down Pay me my money down Pay me my money down

Me gusta el humo de desayuno Sueño, pienso en dinero mientras fumo Y prendo lento, muy violento Mientras emprendo un viajecito hacia Neptuno Le pedí a Dios que me mande un pote nuevo Pues el que tengo esta lleno y tengo ganas de llenar un tercero Un cuarto suena bien, tal vez un quinto Aunque tenga que dejar un par de raperos extintos Todo sale bien, como por instinto Como un pincel letras en mi mente pinto Y me mantengo en esto papi porque soy distinto Lo manto en el chanteo socio hasta con el requinto Y me resisto a dejar de brillar Mi autoestima no es la misma desde que empese a cantar Y no es cuestión de ponerse a frontear Aquí se demuestra con trabajo, entonces vamos a trabajar Cuando niño tenía un sueño Y aunque yo quería cantar Gracias a Dios se me dio ese sueño Y ahora no tengo mas na' en que pensar Primero yo, segundo yo y mi fucking dinero Primero yo, segundo yo y mi fucking dinero Primero yo, segundo yo y mi fucking dinero Primero yo, segundo yo y mi fucking dinero Yo he tenido guerras liricales Personales y barriales Y hasta supuestas investigaciones federales Me quieren demandar, se van par de pesos Sea la madre me aborrece ese fucking proceso Pero ta' to' bien sigo vivo, sigo ileso Y hay par de cabrones que están mordios por eso Si, yo se que a ustedes no les gusta recordar Será porque yo cambié y ustedes siguen iguales Yo sé que duele tener que soportar Que yo tenga que brillar Y ustedes sin poder llegar Sé que les duele Por eso llego a conclusión Que si algún día me caigo en el abismo tengo una mansión Cuando niño tenía un sueño Y aunque yo quería cantar Gracias a Dios se me dio ese sueño Y ahora no tengo mas na' en que pensar Primero yo, segundo yo y mi fucking dinero Primero yo, segundo yo y mi fucking dinero Primero yo, segundo yo y mi fucking dinero Primero yo, segundo yo y mi fucking dinero Me, myself and my money Me, myself and my fucking money Me, myself and my money Me, myself and my fucking money

Me and money go together Loved her since I first met her If you touch her I get jealous She do just what I tell her Me and money go together Loved her since I first met her If you touch her I get jealous She do just what I tell her Now the suckas on the side Lookin' mighty jealous I'm ridin' wit the fellas Only 22inch propellers It ain't nothin' you can tell us Your girl tryna get near it You talk a lot, I can't hear it She's curious and I'm serious Drop by in a drop benz So get money til' the world ends So still face I won't been So get a ring and call the fellas 'Cause me and money go together We go anywhere the money let us I love her like my favorite sweater Me and money got a sick bun I'm out these sick stones Got me all these bad hoes Got me out on six bunz Me and money go together Loved her since I first met her If you touch her I get jealous She do just what I tell her Me and money go together Loved her since I first met her (loved her since I first met her) If you touch her I get jealous (if you touch her I get jealous) She do just what I tell her Started this shit out on holy matrimony If we break up she gon' charge me alimony And if they find out our hideout spot in the country I'ma have to move her to another country And it no secret, they know I'm gettin' money Boy take beef for me an' you know I'm gettin' money I came ready to play like superbowl sunday Laughin' all the way to the bank like I shit funny I play the cards I was dealt like in gin rummy But its trumped so you know I gotta go for doubles Me and money tell the truth we make a good couple Break her wit my girlfriend then I'm in trouble Me and money go together Loved her since I first met her If you touch her I get jealous She do just what I tell her Me and money go together Loved her since I first met her If you touch her I get jealous She do just what I tell her She my girlfriend so we sleep together Got a hundred grand in my fuckin' pillow And if I have a problem than I go and get her But tell the truth you know I'm right here rhymin' wit her She stay wit me sunny or rainy weather She really help a nigga get his life together My money, I hope you'll be my wife forever Make a hater sick, he'll have to take an alka-seltzer Baby we gon' tie the knot like a fuckin' pretzel Make a hundred mil' and tell them they can have the extra Take a picture wit my girl, don't we look successful I keep that bitch wit me so my life is never stressful Me and money go together Loved her since I first met her If you touch her I get jealous She do just what I tell her Me and money go together Loved her since I first met her If you touch her I get jealous She do just what I tell her

(Jamo) You aint gotta say to much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you ain't gotta call me your boo, Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too (Jamo) No, No, No You ain't gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you ain't gotta call me your boo, Just as bad as you wanna fuck, I wanna fuck too (Mac) Now you aint gotta say much Cuz i was peepin you Lookin at your hips got me thinking About how deep in you i can probly go You hear about No Limit Soldiers We get up and hit it harder than De La Hoya I thought I told you soldier draws Caught up in my balls Im known for ripping the pussy walls I heard you got that kill I can see it all in your grill Can you ride me like a black mercedes? And make me do that shit i never did with other ladies I got a woman so im not lookin for love I jus wanna fit your glove Get a couple of uh uh's And I'm out jus like a thug and uh Hit me on my pager if you want it And solider passion Do get on it if you want woah, woah (Jamo) You aint gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you aint gotta call me your boo Jus as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too (Jamo) No, No, No You aint gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you ain't gotta call me your boo, Just as bad as you wanna fuck, I wanna fuck too (Mercedes) Put me on the counter in the kitchen Now baby pour my body with some ice cream Lick me from head to toe Bending me over 69 will be the next thing I wanna taste your body All night long From sun up to sun down I wanna make you moan (Jamo) You aint gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you aint gotta call me your boo Jus as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too (Jamo) No, No, No You aint gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you ain't gotta call me your boo, Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too (Jamo) Can I light a candle? And kiss you in the places light wont show Ill take my time and do it slow Ill do my exercises, right between your thighes Its all very pleasurable I'll go places he wont go Lets keep it on the low low So he wont know Now lets take it to the floor (Jamo) You aint gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you aint gotta call me your boo Jus as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too (Jamo) No, No, No You aint gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you ain't gotta call me your boo Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too

I lie half awake, late at night I reach out to touch, feel you by my side And I reach, and I reach, but I never get to feel you Will I ever get to feel you again? Again? Just one more time, one more moment to take you in my arms One more chance, one more kiss, before I wake to find you gone One more time, before I have to face another day And my heart breaks again It's only a dream, but it's also real I don't want it to end, but I know it will So I pray, and I pray, every night I'm on my knees Begging for the chance to see you again, again Just one more time, one more moment to take you in my arms One more chance, one more kiss, before I wake to find you gone One more time, before I have to face another day And my heart breaks again One more time, before I have to face another day And my heart breaks again, again

Faded sky, faded tan, floorboard still full of sand Summer heat's droppin', closin' up shoppin' Lonely boardwalk empty rides, ghosts of lovers wave goodbye The carnival's cryin', birds all flyin', south I take a turn on your Mama's street wishin' I could catch a peek Of you on that front step, like "Boy are you here yet?" But I know the truth in the lonesome sound of the choked leaves when they hit the ground Summertime's dyin' birds all flyin', south Well it might be over you might be gone Might not miss me you might've moved on But my love will still be hangin' around When the birds fly south I'm Passin' Burke's and that neon sign I laugh about the punch you threw that night No you never did like her, but I never thought you'd fight her And if I close my eyes I can feel your kiss taste the salt drippin' off your lips But I'm brought back down to Earth by a breeze so cold it hurts Well it might be over you might be gone Might not miss me you might've moved on But my love will still be hangin' around When the birds fly south When winter sets in When springtime rolls back to summer again Well it might be over you might be gone Might not miss me you might've moved on But my love will still be hangin' around When the birds fly south

We was just kids, but she looked like a woman Everything she was, was everything I wanted We were both willin', but still a little guarded She smiled, I smiled, that's when it all started The two of us in the backseat Lights off on a backstreet I'd show her and then she'd show me Right there, right there in the backseat Yeah, in the backseat I'd flashed the headlights and she slipped out the back door Didn't have to say nothin', we knew what we were here for With every first kiss, I could feel her heart race I'd fumble with the buttons while she was touchin' my face And what to do next, she knew that I didn't know She'd smile and say "Boy make it up as you go" The two of us in the backseat Lights off on a backstreet I'd show her and then she'd show me Right there, right there in the backseat Yeah, in the backseat Sometimes I think about her, yeah sometimes I guess you never forget your first time The two of us in the backseat Lights off on a backstreet I'd show her and then she'd show me Right there, right there in the backseat Yeah, in the backseat