Me Doe

Lyrics

[Chorus] All I touch is C-notes so they love the stillo I used to hustle kilos now I'm duckin' PO's Ain't got a bunch to spend but who can fuck with me though You rockin' out to them but who can fuck with me though Can't you rappers see I've been the one to MEO Whoever battle me you're gettin' fuckin' three o'd I'm yelling yeah he spit but who can fuck with me though Ain't make the freshmen list but who can fuck with me though [Verse 1] Look - I pick out my winnings when I'm done with Cee Lo Then I make your bitch go get a couple of Nemos I see them haters dead but I won't crush their egos You think you gained a hit that shit it must be chemo These niggas on their shit until I off somebody Gettin' money and I'm shittin' Richard Porter potty I get to the dough while niggas talk about me It's getting harder to fold I need some origami [?] I be enterprising While I'm penalizing while these pistols rising The funeral deserve to see you niggas dying I'll interrupt your service like I'm [?] Forget about them, I feel like Sammy Gravano, mobbin' like I'm part of the Sicilian family Niggas angry, they can't stand me 'cause it's plain and simple I be ballin' for the record come and break your singles Tell them senders I will rearrange your temple I'm mixin' up my Christians, they can't wait to mingle All them guys are snitches, you said they official Poppin' bottles with them 'till they got a case against you No relation, all my homies waitin' You set up shop and they can't wait to do a home invasion Get to know the basics 'cause I see you ain't learned I say your name if I have to put it in layman terms, Zeus [Chorus] All I touch is C-notes so they love the stillo I used to hustle kilos now I'm duckin' PO's Ain't got a bunch to spend but who can fuck with me though You rockin' out to them but who can fuck with me though Can't you rappers see I've been the one to MEO Whoever battle me you're gettin' fuckin' three o'd I'm yelling yeah he spit but who can fuck with me though Ain't make the freshmen list but who can fuck with me though [Verse 2 - Fred Money] Look - who can fuck with me though, who can fuck with me though I've got bitches throwin' head like it's fuckin' Cee Lo That's your skeezy bird tell her to fuckin' GO We already did her greasy yo, you know ain't nothin' penal In and out your bitch, I've been busy Jumpin' in and out the six, more than Drizzy Everytime I time I take a trip, I get dizzy Run in circles, [?] in my city Who can fuck with me, no one, luckily Sucka free, you a sucka, you won't get a buck from me Fuck a G, you ain't sellin [?], flush a ki Shooter cut ya D, wore the same clothes for a week Then got fuckin' flees Yeah I take money, but ain't nothin' free Yeah they hate Money, but I'm livin' comfortably Screamin' Thundergang 'till them pussy niggas under me [?] Thundergang get that pussy from in front of me [Chorus] All I touch is C-notes so they love the stillo I used to hustle kilos now I'm duckin' PO's Ain't got a bunch to spend but who can fuck with me though You rockin' out to them but who can fuck with me though Can't you rappers see I've been the one to MEO Whoever battle me you're gettin' fuckin' three o'd I'm yelling yeah he spit but who can fuck with me though Ain't make the freshmen list but who can fuck with me though