DJ Drama — Derrick Rose lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Derrick Rose" by DJ Drama.

Lyrics

I’m ballin on these niggas like I’m Derrick Rose
If they ain’t talking money I don’t hear em though
If they ain’t talking pussy I don’t hear them ho’s
I’m a paper making, pussy getting animal!
More money, more problems
So every check I get I’m buying more choppas (x2)
Hunnid stacks, that’s featherweight
It’s time to get this money and the record straight
Fuck the loud ho’s, I don’t ever hate
On the first night, I don’t ever wait
I buy her weave, and red bottoms
Before you blink your eyes she got her head boppin'
I be in the hood, where the lean poppin'
While you was buyin' circles we was square coppin'
Thirty six, Pyrex
Bakin Soda, I make a nine stretch
Paper towel, let it dry yes
Got em lookin' at my wrist like «Is he signed yet?»
No nigga, you a ho nigga
Rapper, you a action figure G. I Joe nigga
Middle of the streets I’m on a 4-wheela
Same night I rock the same stages as O nigga
Hah!
I say, I be off in the kitchen
Pitchin' apron and a mitten
Trying to get it back ya a nigga trying to get it Hit it hit it straight with a Trying to burn it all down and bring it all back
Know this shit done when it drop in the pot
For the right price I can make it straight drop
Right price drop make a lot lot
nigga pop pop fuck is y’all on I don’t like mine looking like popcorn