Mansa Musa lyrics

by

Dr. Dre


[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Back on my bullsh*t
I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, b*tch
Even as the king, I stay hood rich
Mansa Musa, gold jewelry
Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? sh*t, gold toothpicks
Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin'
All they do throw shots at the king, it's foolish
It's Mansa Musa, power, move, b*tch!

[Verse 1: Cocoa Sarai]
Uh, my money, money, pocket so dummy
That mean my money so sick, I might just cough up a hunnid
Rich gyal in me own time zone, f*ck whoever
sh*t, you gotta love me
Now if you owe me mine, better run it
A hunnid miles and runnin', yeah, I'm comin', still gunnin'
sh*t that we be on, you could hate it or love it
And if I said it, then I meant it, muh f*cker, who want it?

[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]
Now I've been on some different sh*t lately
Like I need to dumb it down for this hip hop scene
Like I only come around for this type sh*t here
If I have to bust around, it's on the hits, my dear
Now what we gwan do with all these hits over here?
Go up in smoke when I disappear, reappear
Hah, I'm just bein' sincere
Boss sh*t, how we do it? Crack music, top tier, n*gga
Shut it down, my n*gga, chill
We could see right through that bullsh*t
You pus*y, n*gga, we could tell
Better believe my product sell
Made a billion off my bullsh*t and did it, n*gga, high as hell
Overachiever, n*gga, I excel
If my name is on this muhf*cker, better believe the stock's up
Professional winners around us
Gotta fly, leave the buildin', levitatin' on you motherf*cks
[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Back on my bullsh*t
I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, b*tch
Even as the king, I stay hood rich
Mansa Musa, gold jewelry
Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? sh*t, gold toothpicks
Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin'
All they do throw shots at the king, it's foolish
It's Mansa Musa, power, move, b*tch!

[Verse 3: Anderson .Paak]
Mummy wrap, double back, gimmie that
Real rich n*ggas never advertise that
Broke n*ggas always playin' rich, puttin' on an act
Whoa, n*gga, when your money grow, maybe we could chat
But in the meantime, I remain streamlined
Stackin' my ends if ever my money decline
I double my wins, now look how my whole team shine
Hell no, blow out my dough, I'm tryna keep mine
n*gga, f*ck that snow up your nose, it's f*ckin' ski time
Ho-ho, call up the hoes, it's shoppin' spree time
Don't nobody roll in a Rolls Royce where we from
So I'm goin' stupid as soon as I get a lil' sum
Dumb, they should have never gave you n*ggas money!
Hey, watch your mouth boy, you don't ball, boy
You don' maxin' out credit cards, boy
I'ma cash cow, you a hog wart
Tell you anything, you would fall for it
Get the piece, you don't really want war
Why the mean mug? That's uncalled for
[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Now I'm back on my bullsh*t
I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, b*tch
Even as the king, I stay hood rich
Mansa Musa, gold jewelry
Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? sh*t, gold toothpicks
Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin'
All they do throw shots at the king, it's foolish
It's Mansa Musa, power, move, b*tch!
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