Mansa Musa Lyrics by Anderson .Paak
[Anderson .Paak:]
Back on my ***
I got some money to blow, I’m lookin’ good, ***
Even though I’s the king, I stay hood rich
Mansa Musa, gold jewelry
Ooh, what’chu talkin’ ’bout? ***, go two piece
Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin’
All they do throw shots at the king, it’s foolish
It’s Mansa Musa, power, move, ***!
[Cocoa Sarai:]
Uh, my money, money
Pocket so dummy
That mean my money so sick, I might just cough up a hunnid
Rich gyal in me own time zone, *** whoever
***, you gotta love me
Now if you owe me mine, better run it
A hunnid miles nad runnin’, yeah, I’m comin’, still gunnin’
*** that we be on, you could hate it or love it
And if I said it, then I meant it, muh ***, who want it?
[Dr. Dre:]
Now I’ve been on some different *** lately
Like I need to dumb it down for this hip hop scene
Can only come around for this type *** here
If I have to bust around, it’s on the hits, my dear
Now what we gwan do with all these hits over here?
Go up in smoke when I disappear, reappear
Hah, I’m just bein’ sincere
Boss ***, how we do it?
*** music, top tier, ***
Shut it down, my ***, chill
We could see right through that ***, you ***, ***, we could tell
Better believe my product sell
Made a billion off my *** and did it, ***, *** as hell
Overachiever, ***, I excel
If my name is on this muh ***, better believe the stock’s up
Professional winners around us
Better fly, leave the buildin’, levitatin’ on you mother ***
[Anderson .Paak:]
Back on my ***
I got some money to blow, I’m lookin’ good, ***
Even though I’s the king, I stay hood rich
Mansa Musa, gold jewelry
Ooh, what’chu talkin’ ’bout? ***, go two piece
Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin’
All they do throw shots at the king, it’s foolish
It’s Mansa Musa, power, move, ***!
Mummy wrap, double back, gimmie that
Real rich niggas never advertise that
Broke niggas always playin’ rich, puttin’ on an act
Whoa, ***, when your money grow, maybe we could chat
But in the meantime, I remain streamlined
Back in my ends if ever my money decline
I double my wins, now look how my whole team shine
Hell no, blow out my dough, I’m tryna keep mine
***, *** that snow up your nose, it’s ***’ ski time
Ho-ho, call up the hoes, it’s shoppin’ spree time
Don’t nobody roll in a Rolls Royce where we from
So I’m goin’ stupid as soon as I get a lil’ sum
Dumb, they should have never gave you niggas money!
Hey, watch your mouth boy
You don’t ball, boy
You don’ maxin’ out credit cards, boy
I’ma cash cow, you a hog wart
Tell you anything, you would fall for it
Get the piece, you don’t really want war
Why the mean mug? That’s uncalled for
Now I’m back on my ***
I got some money to blow, I’m lookin’ good, ***
Even though I’s the king, I stay hood rich
Mansa Musa, gold jewelry
Ooh, what’chu talkin’ ’bout? ***, go two piece
Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin’
All they do throw shots at the king, it’s foolish
It’s Mansa Musa, power, move, ***!
Oxnard (Album 2018)
01. The Chase
02. Headlow
03. Tints
04. Who R U?
05. 6 Summers
06. Saviers Road
07. Smile / Petty
08. Mansa Musa
09. Brother’s Keeper
10. Anywhere
11. Trippy
12. Cheers
13. Sweet Chick
14. Left to Right