When I Come Thru Songtext
von Jay Tee
When I Come Thru Songtext
Yeah it′s Playa J.T., what's up with it
If it′s money in the streets, I go get it
I hit me a lick for a grand or two
And then violate parole is what I plan to do
Catch me home, the next thing smokin'
Cause when it comes to paper, I don't be jokin′
I puts it down, from Spain to Maine
Suckers try to imitate, but it′s not the same
I meet me a bitch, fill her up with game
Get the keys to the house, oh I know the name
Treat that ho like she 'posed to be treated
Put her on a strip, heavily heated
She sellin′ out quick, it's like she laced with blow
Tricks is comin′ back, askin' for mo′
All that money in the purse, I retrieve it
It's real big scratch, please believe it
When I come through, I'm hopin′ they know it
A middle finger high, is all that I′m showin'
Foot to the flo′, is how I strike it
Tryin' to give it to the world, just like they like it
When I come through, I′m hopin' they know it
A middle finger high, is all that I′m showin'
Foot to the flo', is how I strike it
Tryin′ to give it to the world, just like they like it
It′s like five, four, three, two
I'm on one, what should I do
Walk into the club and try to bump a batch
Or run up in a bank and try to take some scratch
V-Town livin′, is way too rough
And tryin' to get a job, is way too tough
I′d rather kick back, and jack my dick
Than go to work for you, fuck that shit
Playa J.T. got a reputation
Caine's been sold all across the nation
Big dope′s been distributed
Funks went down, hella shots been shooted
I gets off, ask questions last
A nickel plated nine's in the crack of my ass
What I have, I can't neglect
This money that I hold, I must protect
When I come through, I′m hopin′ they know it
A middle finger high, is all that I'm showin′
Foot to the flo', is how I strike it
Tryin′ to give it to the world, just like they like it
When I come through, I'm hopin′ they know it
A middle finger high, is all that I'm showin'
Foot to the flo′, is how I strike it
Tryin′ to give it to the world, just like they like it
Now when my money get low, or I'm on the run
I′m tryin' to find a broad that can work my gun
I′m tryin' to get paid in a major way
This bitch want a ho is what my pager say
A tight young tender, from Alameda
Fish every Friday, is all I feed her
The rest of the week, she on her own
I′m out here in the streets like Al Capone
Sittin' in a Cadillac negotiatin'
I go home to the wife, but for sho′ she hatin′
I been gone a week, and ain't even called
Cause back to the hotel, them hoes get hauled
I pull up, stuntin′ just like Birdman
The sign on the door say don't disturb him
Oh boy, it′s on again
Let me 9-1-1, hit a fifth of gin
When I come through, I'm hopin′ they know it
A middle finger high, is all that I'm showin'
Foot to the flo′, is how I strike it
Tryin′ to give it to the world, just like they like it
When I come through, I'm hopin′ they know it
A middle finger high, is all that I'm showin′
Foot to the flo', is how I strike it
Tryin′ to give it to the world, just like they like it
If it′s money in the streets, I go get it
I hit me a lick for a grand or two
And then violate parole is what I plan to do
Catch me home, the next thing smokin'
Cause when it comes to paper, I don't be jokin′
I puts it down, from Spain to Maine
Suckers try to imitate, but it′s not the same
I meet me a bitch, fill her up with game
Get the keys to the house, oh I know the name
Treat that ho like she 'posed to be treated
Put her on a strip, heavily heated
She sellin′ out quick, it's like she laced with blow
Tricks is comin′ back, askin' for mo′
All that money in the purse, I retrieve it
It's real big scratch, please believe it
When I come through, I'm hopin′ they know it
A middle finger high, is all that I′m showin'
Foot to the flo′, is how I strike it
Tryin' to give it to the world, just like they like it
When I come through, I′m hopin' they know it
A middle finger high, is all that I′m showin'
Foot to the flo', is how I strike it
Tryin′ to give it to the world, just like they like it
It′s like five, four, three, two
I'm on one, what should I do
Walk into the club and try to bump a batch
Or run up in a bank and try to take some scratch
V-Town livin′, is way too rough
And tryin' to get a job, is way too tough
I′d rather kick back, and jack my dick
Than go to work for you, fuck that shit
Playa J.T. got a reputation
Caine's been sold all across the nation
Big dope′s been distributed
Funks went down, hella shots been shooted
I gets off, ask questions last
A nickel plated nine's in the crack of my ass
What I have, I can't neglect
This money that I hold, I must protect
When I come through, I′m hopin′ they know it
A middle finger high, is all that I'm showin′
Foot to the flo', is how I strike it
Tryin′ to give it to the world, just like they like it
When I come through, I'm hopin′ they know it
A middle finger high, is all that I'm showin'
Foot to the flo′, is how I strike it
Tryin′ to give it to the world, just like they like it
Now when my money get low, or I'm on the run
I′m tryin' to find a broad that can work my gun
I′m tryin' to get paid in a major way
This bitch want a ho is what my pager say
A tight young tender, from Alameda
Fish every Friday, is all I feed her
The rest of the week, she on her own
I′m out here in the streets like Al Capone
Sittin' in a Cadillac negotiatin'
I go home to the wife, but for sho′ she hatin′
I been gone a week, and ain't even called
Cause back to the hotel, them hoes get hauled
I pull up, stuntin′ just like Birdman
The sign on the door say don't disturb him
Oh boy, it′s on again
Let me 9-1-1, hit a fifth of gin
When I come through, I'm hopin′ they know it
A middle finger high, is all that I'm showin'
Foot to the flo′, is how I strike it
Tryin′ to give it to the world, just like they like it
When I come through, I'm hopin′ they know it
A middle finger high, is all that I'm showin′
Foot to the flo', is how I strike it
Tryin′ to give it to the world, just like they like it
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