BUMBRITY feat.Trippple Nippples - DJ FUMIYA
Written by：Trippple Nippples/DJ Fumiya
Gimme no joke
Save me no hope
Let it go soak in the dope shit
Or tripped up in the ghetto and die
Take your gun boy
Take your gun boy
Take it take it take it take it take it
Take it take it take it take it take it
9 to 5 dreaming to be a millionaire
Shake a head up and running for a rat race
Money means nothing when that's everything
Rich men's talk
Gana gana gana gana gana
Shut up you motha baka
9 to 5 used to be a millionaire
Had no change but had a own control
Now working hard and it's not working
Is this something I wanted
Shut up you motha baka
I know I know what are ya gonna do about it
When there is whole loads whores sucking dirty dicks on debt
I had to let it go
Went ahead and moving on
But it never tasted good even when I'm on the booze
And going going going on the round
Ginnie ginnie ginnie fools
Put your head down to the freaking rules
Money does give you booze huh
Money it is something you wanna lick
Cheeky cheeky cheeky peaky poop
Clack your laugh at tiny little peeps
Sorry I didn't hear ya
Too late is not the word I believe
Eeny meeny miny moe
Kick your ass off till the breaking dawn
What are you dying for looser
Money is that what you can taste
Bedy beedy bidy boo
Slap your head off till the breaking dawn
What are you waiting for looser
Money is that what you can f**k with
9 to 5 dreaming to be a millionaire
Shake a head up and running for a rat race
Money means nothing when that's everything
Rich men's talk
Gana gana gana gana gana
Shut up you motha baka
9 to 5 used to be a millionaire
Had no change but had a own control
Now working hard and it's not working
Is this something I wanted
Shut up you motha baka
Here we go
When you want some fun
Zap your headache and hit me a blow
Try to beat up and let it flow
Stretch your hand up from a bottom of society
Chop around and stitching no prick
Rob a bank and giving no shit
Take it
Drag it
Fag it
Wrap it
So
Grab it
Crash it
Don't deny
They say switch your panic into groove
They say switch your panic into groove
Would rather get starve
Don't prick it don't cash it
Switch your panic into groove
Switch your panic into groove
Would rather get starve
Gotta push me away alone
Is this really what I wanted to be at this stage of my life
9 to 5 dreaming to be a millionaire
Shake a head up and running for a rat race
Money means nothing when that's everything
Rich men's talk
Gana gana gana gana gana
Shut up you motha baka
9 to 5 used to be a millionaire
Had no change but had a own control
Now working hard and it's not working
Is this something I wanted
Shut up you motha baka
Bitch I want you on the ground
Bitch I want you on the ground
You think you are rich
But the money made you bitch
Bitch I want you on the ground
Bitch I want you on the ground
You think you are great
But the fame won't get you laid