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Zhigge - Rakin' in the Dough lyrics
Well I be rakin' in the dough, boy (Rakin' in the dough) (Repeat 4x) Well I was rakin' in the dough, boy, cruising to a beat When I saw the ??? looking dandy and sweet I said, "What's your name" she said "Shequelia" I said "You want a ride to my crib?" she said "Why not?" Already in the bed cause I had skipped all the ball Making mad noises as we pushed and pulled Halfway finished and an hour done passed Let me spend the next hour riding that (ahhhh) Mega mega bone, mega mega bow This has been going on for two hours now We were finished and we're laying in bed about to fall asleep When I heard a fact to Z a beeper go "beep" I was tired so I said to her "Who could that be?" Damn, she looked at her beeper and said, "Don't worry it's just my man" I looked at her said said, "Oh no no no no" Not trying to be mean, but baby doll you gots to go You need to step step off with your bad self Because you're trying to play Sound like a toy And even though you may think that you got yours off Ken Dog is still raking in the dough, boy Well I was rakin' in the dough, boy (Rakin' in the dough) (Repeat 4x) Well I was raking in the dough, used to cash came fast A cheese didn't pass, my pockets they harassed I'm not the type of man to play the herb or get some cheese my dough I'd rather step to the mall and get some care for The show, but did you know, the mall was closed So I spin into Macy's and get some Guess and Polo Got to the show, stepped out the limo with ease Seeing mad cheese, promoters with G's Girls stepping to me, gimme this, gimme that I seen you on TV, so your pockets must be fat Damn, she really didn't know that I'm a pro at The sport called "Rakin' in the Dough" Well I was rakin' in the dough, boy (Rakin' in the dough) (Repeat 4x) Well I remember this show, that I cocked block just to rock some dough Cause she was all that with the crazy fat afro Thickness with the quickness tried to cheese now attack And her reaction, was "Hi, my name's Twi, and you're?" Kazo "Mmm, I really liked the show" I thought groupie, game, but boy I got game Cause I took her to my room, she started acting insane Pulling, begging me for more but the pull cap was sore >From yesterday's show Plus, I had no more CO so it really wasn't no-no And time for her to go, So let the door knob Hit ya with the good Lord split ya in the rear, dear Get out of here, Holmes (Excuse me?) Can't do nothing for the man Kazo See ya! I'm just raking in the dough I was rakin' in the dough, boy (Rakin' in the dough) (Repeat 4x) My dough raker is about the loot And yes I have enough to get the Polo boots And Guess, oh yes, I gets no less than dough, yo Jabo on my legs and the G still begs for The Mickey and the hickey but no sucking on my neck Heck, I'd let her catch a flick licking my sidekicks How I make the money, you'd like to know honey Making G's with the Z, yo that ain't funny On tour for sure cause the show is dope, so To all the other groups, just *kiss* smoke, yo Cause me and Zhigge tribe is just raking in the dough |
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