Dey On My Dick Now

Lyrics

[Chorus: J Money] See I done made a lot of money Got a little statis Dey on my dick now They on my shit now Made a little money, got a lot of statis Now dey on my dick now They on my shit now [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Waka Flocka! Wait a minute, why go? Crowd going Flacko Damb, I hit the high score When I hit the stage, got them screeming like an opra Got these haters sick, somebody call a doctor They on my dick now, cause I got that hit now I bet them haters friends now, boy, I'm getting rich now No more hitting licks now Locked my CEO up, but he bout to be free now [Verse 2: Roscoe Dash] Roscoe Dash! Got a little money, got a little statis Now they on my dick, cause I'm living lavish Roscoe Dash, I' sware I'm such a savage Say she want my dick, got this bitch screeming out my ad libs Slap slap slap Damb I got that loud Pop me a bean just to power up, I'm so turned up right now 2 bottles of Goose, that's an absolute You know it's going down Roscoe Dash, I'm so turned up, stuck and I can't turn down [Chorus: J Money] See I done made a lot of money Got a little statis Dey on my dick now They on my shit now Made a little money, got a lot of statis Now dey on my dick now They on my shit now [Verse 3: La Da Boomman] Stupid ass bitch, still asking for dollars I already fucked, now my mnigga tryna holler Got no time for these bitches, too busy throwin paper Now I'm in the club, screeming "fuck you" to a hater You ain't gotta like me, but I'm still getting money They on my dick with the remix, and I'm still going dummy Booman boomin, that's the moddo of the year And shouts to Waka Flocka, bet them haters disappear [Chorus: J Money] See I done made a lot of money Got a little statis Dey on my dick now They on my shit now Made a little money, got a lot of statis Now dey on my dick now They on my shit now [Verse 4: J Money] Now I got this gualla, she all over me Said she be chacing, wannna Twitter follo me But it ain't nothing new, count a million with the cheese Bring in packs and run it back, the statis on the streets Want a verse, cut that cheque up For a milly I'm straight I was robbing in my Rari, we went and smashed it up in that state Got a house up on the lake, all the sauce up on that stake Groupies try to holler now, I got that cheque, they super late [Verse 5: Yung La] I'm strapped up like Veelo I shoot with a deelo I'm crossed up, so hold it Got white folks all on me My statis is greater We ball like the lakers This school teacher leading, I hand out the paper All in the same cars All the same brauds We are the solar, sun, moon and stars All feends come Groupies and guns We are the solar, the sun, moon and stars [Chorus: J Money] See I done made a lot of money Got a little statis Dey on my dick now They on my shit now Made a little money, got a lot of statis Now dey on my dick now They on my shit now