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Domino - Benefits lyrics
f/ Rodney O [Domino] Yeah, the D-Diggady, plus the Domino Show ya right, and uh, I ain't messin' with the broke Just I ain't for the joke You can't get with this if you ain't got no benefits Trust that Chorus: Domino (repeat 4X) You can't get with this if you, ain't go no benefits [Domino] Papa got a brand new bag, for them fat heinies With some shit for the nineties No work no play, better yet No work no pay, can you feel that? I need a woman with her own, so when it hit twelve A.M. We callin' her place home Cuz these broke ass bitches'll sex you fast And in return they be lookin' to tax that ass One thing that I know about the coochie is when you caught up You ain't thinkin' what you bought up Life kinda takes your mind high as a kite But the ass got you more like a airplane flight And some don't come down til' she finished shoppin' Thing sittin' on swole, but steadily droppin' Where my cash?Damn, sure don't need a mega tip So this year I'm gone do it with the women, slick Chorus [Rodney O] You can't get with none of this if you ain't got them benefits So keep on walkin' and I won't even trip on it Women always want the men with the cash Won't even kick in for no food or gas And what'cha mean you want the door opened for you? And what'cha mean you wanna use my motorola? Last time I checked you were as broke as a joke Asked me for a little loan, I broke you off a note But don't think that I'm missin' Mr. Benjamin There's plenty more where that came from that I be swimmin' in So don't worry about my life, my life Cuz you could never be, my wife, my wife No more rendevous on the lake night I can't help that you don't know how to keep your game tight Don't really mean for you to trip Get'cha money, get'cha cash, get'cha benefits Chorus [Domino] It's here, not to fight is a must Get lost if you ain't workin' forty hours in a week plus Can you say that you off welfare? What about eighty percent off your health care? Tryin' to get me with a WIC Sportin' that Versace shit, but can't pay for the drink I bet the last man bought that shit or the one before that just to know them boots Broke ass trick, Runnin' to them clubs at the top of the night Cuz your chips ain't right So you better get your money on the gank Instead of cashin' your checks at a bank Ladies makin' that paper I will defend Tricks ain't just women, they're also men And money don't like no zeroes So let your paper be your hero Chorus 2X |
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