QMAGIK - Pussy, money weed Lyrics

3 things, 3 things that keep me sane, pussy
Money, weed love it when she so gushy
But ain't nothin' like countin' green
I ain't no killer but don't push me

No in-betweens, member the coppers
Try to book me, snatchin' freedom and dreams
3 things that keep me sane, pussy
Money, weed love it when she so gushy

But ain't nothin' like countin' green
I ain't no killer but don't push me
No in-betweens, member the coppers
Try to book me, snatchin' freedom and dreams

Remember smokin' my lungs with all my motherf*ckin' thugs
Blunts till a nigga was stuck
Back when it was still love
Rollin' so many blunts

I'm not the plug but I always did my own stunts
But why come the niggas in the back
Always got a front
Always paid full cash, never lookin' for the fronts

Sneak attack from the back, kick it in through the front
Heard it clappin' from the back, that's the shit that make me cum
Who want smoke
I just might slide, come through dressed like a bum

Can't let shit slide, catch monkey off the bars
I grabbed a bag, they started puttin' in orders
Used to be 40, now f*ck it, $25 half quarters
The 3 things that keep me sane, pussy

Money, weed love it when she so gushy
But ain't nothin' like countin' green
I ain't no killer but don't push me
No in-betweens, member the coppers

Try to book me, snatchin' freedom and dreams
3 things that keep me sane, pussy
Money, weed love it when she so gushy
But ain't nothin' like countin' green

I ain't no killer but don't push me
No in-betweens, member the coppers
Try to book me, snatchin' freedom and dreams
Feel like I'm livin' the dream

Mama and granny, 6 feet
Look at what happened to the team
Talkin' bout ain't no Plan B's, damn
We all can eat Thanksgiving, goin' ham on em

3 shots, D-Wade with the heat
Gon' make me cram on em
I wanted more, they said I'm goin' Uncle Sam on em
My homie's homie, he don't know that I'm a blam on em

Free the real niggas out the slammer
Tell that shit to your honor
Pockets got thicker, get the pic when you go
I should get harder

These Stone Cold killers ain't with keepin' shit cordial
Always stick-in and movin
Back then, we used to just loiter
She a stoner, call her Cali

Went South on me, call her Florida
Murderville was shit so ill
Better be slicker than oil
But three things to keep me sane, pussy

Money, weed love it when she so gushy
But ain't nothin' like countin' green
I ain't no killer but don't push me
No in-betweens, member the coppers

Try to book me, snatchin' freedom and dreams
Three things to keep me sane, pussy
Money, weed love it when she so gushy
But ain't nothin' like countin' green

I ain't no killer but don't push me
No in-betweens, member the coppers
Try to book me, snatchin' freedom and dreams
Money, weed love it when she so gushy

But ain't nothin' like countin' green
I ain't no killer but don't push me
No in-betweens, member the coppers
Try to book me, snatchin' freedom and dreams