{"id":124538,"created_at":"2020-03-26 00:35:37","updated_at":"2021-04-07 12:05:28","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2020-03-26 00:35:37","original_id":null,"artist_id":55348,"title":"pocco dinero","slug":"pocco-dinero","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":74,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"(Hook)\r\nTalk is cheap, watch we finna do\r\nI've been on the booth it might be time i get the soup\r\nI say hommie breath, double tap and zoom \r\nI've been rocking Hercules I feel like son of Zues \r\n\r\nWho's running Bordello\r\nImma need a mayo \r\nMy pocco dinero \r\nAin't got any day-off\r\n\r\n(Verse 1)\r\nMy name on no payroll, i gotta be Huncho \r\nI got no match lost, like am blood type O\r\nI never match hoes,I let her type go\r\nI told you niggars to face your fears, you gave me as Skype call\r\nMy name on your shorty's bio\r\nTypa ish ain't proud of\r\nThat's why I descend them bottles\r\nI reminisce all my cry-offs\r\nThen I round-off to highnotes \r\nProlly I need couple of figures just to fix up my guycode\r\nBucket list looking juicy\r\nAm finna bully some bullies\r\nAll about them body bags and rolling bags, maybe later it's Gucci\r\nBooth camps? Soupy\r\nI got your muse on my toothpick\r\nThere we go, moodswings \r\nNiggars they failing to pull strings\r\nNobody laid me house rules\r\nAm turning the game into high school \r\nThe only shoe is the gumboot \r\nNerd dance, am making a smart move\r\nBigger piece for bigger dogs\r\nI burry these where I dig alone\r\nVigour still f*ck deeper claws\r\nSeeing bleaking joints on the sing alongs\r\n \r\n(Hook)\r\nTalk is cheap, watch we finna do\r\nI've been on the booth it might be time i get the soup\r\nI say hommie breath, double tap and zoom \r\nI've been rocking Hercules I feel like son of Zues \r\n\r\nWho's running Bordello\r\nImma need a mayo \r\nMy pocco dinero \r\nAin't got any day-off\r\n\r\n(Verse 2)\r\nToo much pain I forgive\r\nGive light and no pills\r\nYou write, am leaving corpses \r\nFelonies and more deals\r\nAm a wake up call I see you niggars sleeping on me\r\nThey pop and go down, ohh damn I see you dolphins \r\nI pull up in your crib, lobby full of stash\r\nLotta honey let the bees lead you to the map\r\nI do it for dough, put me on your plans\r\nIf she knows about Wu-Tang, then I make her my new gang...\r\n\r\n(Hook)\r\nTalk is cheap, watch we finna do\r\nI've been on the booth it might be time i get the soup\r\nI say hommie breath, double tap and zoom \r\nI've been rocking Hercules I feel like son of Zues \r\n\r\nWho's running Bordello\r\nImma need a mayo \r\nMy pocco dinero \r\nAin't got any day-off","download_count":127,"play_count":19,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2021-04-07","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/5e7\/bd5\/0c6\/thumb_369985_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}
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Song Lyrics:
(Hook)
Talk is cheap, watch we finna do
I've been on the booth it might be time i get the soup
I say hommie breath, double tap and zoom
I've been rocking Hercules I feel like son of Zues
Who's running Bordello
Imma need a mayo
My pocco dinero
Ain't got any day-off
(Verse 1)
My name on no payroll, i gotta be Huncho
I got no match lost, like am blood type O
I never match hoes,I let her type go
I told you niggars to face your fears, you gave me as Skype call
My name on your shorty's bio
Typa ish ain't proud of
That's why I descend them bottles
I reminisce all my cry-offs
Then I round-off to highnotes
Prolly I need couple of figures just to fix up my guycode
Bucket list looking juicy
Am finna bully some bullies
All about them body bags and rolling bags, maybe later it's Gucci
Booth camps? Soupy
I got your muse on my toothpick
There we go, moodswings
Niggars they failing to pull strings
Nobody laid me house rules
Am turning the game into high school
The only shoe is the gumboot
Nerd dance, am making a smart move
Bigger piece for bigger dogs
I burry these where I dig alone
Vigour still f*ck deeper claws
Seeing bleaking joints on the sing alongs
(Hook)
Talk is cheap, watch we finna do
I've been on the booth it might be time i get the soup
I say hommie breath, double tap and zoom
I've been rocking Hercules I feel like son of Zues
Who's running Bordello
Imma need a mayo
My pocco dinero
Ain't got any day-off
(Verse 2)
Too much pain I forgive
Give light and no pills
You write, am leaving corpses
Felonies and more deals
Am a wake up call I see you niggars sleeping on me
They pop and go down, ohh damn I see you dolphins
I pull up in your crib, lobby full of stash
Lotta honey let the bees lead you to the map
I do it for dough, put me on your plans
If she knows about Wu-Tang, then I make her my new gang...
(Hook)
Talk is cheap, watch we finna do
I've been on the booth it might be time i get the soup
I say hommie breath, double tap and zoom
I've been rocking Hercules I feel like son of Zues
Who's running Bordello
Imma need a mayo
My pocco dinero
Ain't got any day-off
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