Stay Down Lyrics

Z Money

Shawty Paid

Lyrics to Stay Down
Cicero on the beat

Huh, yeah, they know we get money
Iceberg and Z Money, new old school, this bitch runnin'
Can't see nothin', vision tunnel, I got cake, ain't talkin' funnel
Bitch, I score, touchdown, no fumble, huh, niggas act like hoes, I fuck they baby mamas
Chopper hold a hundred, ride Maybach, I'm smokin' ganja
All this water on my neck, somebody call the fuckin' plumber
Bitch, put that on my mama, bitch, fucked her once, I stunt a bitch
I stay down, I worked my move 'til a young nigga had got rich

I put that on the gang, you ain't gotta front me, trap go insane
Ain't shit changed, still be whippin' the 'caine, floor seats at the game
Sellin' hard, that's how I came, lil' ass opps ain't got no money
Me and Iceberg in a 48, it's system go, could hear us comin'
That's how I'm bomin', run his ass off, can't fumble, touchdown, sellin' this llama
She ate the dick, she say I'm a good performer, fiends at the door, gotta go in the mornin'
1017 shit, diamonds snowin', SIG block start blowin', barrel long
The pack of the skunk, stackin' up my profit 'round my neck for prom (Z Money)

Huh, yeah, they know we get money
Iceberg and Z Money, new old school, this bitch runnin'
Can't see nothin', vision tunnel, I got cake, ain't talkin' funnel
Bitch, I score, touchdown, no fumble, huh, niggas act like hoes, I fuck they baby mamas
Chopper hold a hundred, ride Maybach, I'm smokin' ganja
All this water on my neck, somebody call the fuckin' plumber
Bitch, put that on my mama, bitch, fucked her once, I stunt a bitch
I stay down, I worked my move 'til a young nigga had got rich

Iceberg, brand new Benz, swerve, fucked her once, I curve
Trap do numbers, it's workin' my nerves, I'm 4Ever Paid, bitch, go to work
Me and Z Money geeked up on Percs, nigga ain't gang, can't hang on the turf
That's how niggas get hurt, in the blink of an eye, we came out the dirt
How niggas broke? Just my partners have your face on shirt
I fucked her, made her squirt, ain't have shit, I had to make it work
Huh, Iceberg, bitch, and I'm with Z Money, bitch
Huh, 1017 shit, can't hang, your wrist don't glis', call me Big Pisser

Huh, yeah, they know we get money
Iceberg and Z Money, new old school, this bitch runnin'
Can't see nothin', vision tunnel, I got cake, ain't talkin' funnel
Bitch, I score, touchdown, no fumble, huh, niggas act like hoes, I fuck they baby mamas
Chopper hold a hundred, ride Maybach, I'm smokin' ganja
All this water on my neck, somebody call the fuckin' plumber
Bitch, put that on my mama, bitch, fucked her once, I stunt a bitch
I stay down, I worked my move 'til a young nigga had got rich