DMC lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Sci Fi on the beat
Turn me up sis
Yeah, away, yeah

[Hook]
Yeah, (wha) Adidas on me like I'm DMC
Yeah, (wha) your b*tch wanna hang with me
She wanna smoke dank with me
She wanna bust juugs and ride in the Range with me
Yeah, wha, but b*tch so glad to see
I run to the money
That b*tch is so dumb, that b*tch actin' sc*mmy
And what is so funny?
I'm juugin' so hard she think it was funny
My Rolex cost 40
This b*tch is so digital I'm talkin' Sonny
Now check this out honey
I get to the money, I get to the money

[Verse]
I'm catchin' plays like a quarterback
Had to run me up a sack
I was broke but now I'm back
You run up on me? Blow your back
And shoutout to my broski Mac
I ain't talkin' fast, rollin' off a flat
I wanna leave but they at
Yellow b*tch is where it's at
All this Bape like a f*ckin' monkey
I f*ck your b*tch, she a f*ckin' junkie
I put the di*k up in her tummy
And now these b*tches lookin' sc*mmy
Your man, he a f*ckin' bummy
You ain't talkin' sh*t you ain't talkin' money
I be runnin' to the hundreds
I swear to God they blue hundreds
[Hook]
Yeah, wha, Adidas on me like I'm DMC
Yeah, wha your b*tch wanna hang with me
She wanna smoke dank with me
She wanna bust juugs and ride in the Range with me
Yeah, wha, but b*tch so glad to see
I run to the money
That b*tch is so dumb, that b*tch actin' sc*mmy
And what is so funny?
I'm juugin' so hard she think it was funny
My Rolex cost 40
This b*tch is so digital I'm talkin' Sonny
Now check this out honey
I get to the money, I get to the money