Vandam Bodyslam, Mike Smiff - Profit Lyrics

I had to make me a profit
I had to switch up the topic
These bitches say ima trip
I took a trip to the tropics
I keep that thing on my hip
Run up on me ima pop it
I kno they want me to slip
I know they wish I would stop it
I had to make me a profit
I had to make me a profit
30 on top of the dresser
Chopper in back of the closet
I had to make me a profit
I had to make me a profit
Laugh all the way to the bank
I had to make a deposit
I don’t want nothing but bread
If that bitch a thot
Ion want nothing but head
But if her pussy clean and she fed
We fuck everywhere
But on top of the bed
When I see a opp then it’s red
You can’t post on ya block
It’s dead now you copping a plea Like you don’t want no beef
But that’s not what you said
You must wanna get hit with this Lead
I might hop out with a too-lie
I might shoot up yo block
Like a movie you be talking a lot It don’t move me
I don’t be fucking with fakes
You from where I’m from
Then you know bout the snakes They want ya place
Smile in ya face
They do whatever it takes
I really come from the breaks I Had to run from the jakes I had To learn from mistakes
You got misses then makes
I don’t do kisses or dates
I’m having business debates done Deal done deal as long as the Business is straight
I had to make me a profit
I had to switch up the topic
These bitches say ima trip
I took a trip to the tropics
I keep that thing on my hip
Run up on me ima pop it
I kno they want me to slip
I know they wish I would stop it
I had to make me a profit
I had to make me a profit
30 on top of the dresser
Chopper in back of the closet
I had to make me a profit
I had to make me a profit
Laugh all the way to the bank
I had to make a deposit
We ain’t taking no losses
Nigga hustle for the profit
You say just wanna fuck
I say bitch you must be a prophet
You nigga getting racks
Fuck with me you gone profit
You took a picture with a rat
Boy you must finna crop it
You took the stand on ya mans
Ain’t no coming back
If I had one prayer
Bitch I pray you get wack
Free Craig free Phats free Pop
Free Pat they gave Marcel life
I pray he give that time back
In my hood I’m Mufasa
What I say it’s the Gospel
No weapon that’s formed
Against me shall prosper
Nigga’s know how we rocking
Prayed up but we mobbing
Pull up them mops
but we ain’t doing no mopping

I had to make me a profit
I had to switch up the topic
These bitches say ima trip
I took a trip to the tropics
I keep that thing on my hip
Run up on me ima pop it
I kno they want me to slip
I know they wish I would stop it
I had to make me a profit
I had to make me a profit
30 on top of the dresser
Chopper in back of the closet
I had to make me a profit
I had to make me a profit
Laugh all the way to the bank
I had to make a deposit
I don’t want nothing but bread
If that bitch a thot
Ion want nothing but head
But if her pussy clean and she fed
We fuck everywhere
But on top of the bed
When I see a opp then it’s red
You can’t post on ya block
It’s dead now you copping a plea Like you don’t want no beef
But that’s not what you said
You must wanna get hit with this Lead
I might hop out with a too-lie
I might shoot up yo block
Like a movie you be talking a lot It don’t move me
I don’t be fucking with fakes
You from where I’m from
Then you know bout the snakes They want ya place
Smile in ya face
They do whatever it takes
I really come from the breaks I Had to run from the jakes I had To learn from mistakes
You got misses then makes
I don’t do kisses or dates
I’m having business debates done Deal done deal as long as the Business is straight
I had to make me a profit
I had to switch up the topic
These bitches say ima trip
I took a trip to the tropics
I keep that thing on my hip
Run up on me ima pop it
I kno they want me to slip
I know they wish I would stop it
I had to make me a profit
I had to make me a profit
30 on top of the dresser
Chopper in back of the closet
I had to make me a profit
I had to make me a profit
Laugh all the way to the bank
I had to make a deposit
We ain’t taking no losses
Nigga hustle for the profit
You say just wanna fuck
I say bitch you must be a prophet
You nigga getting racks
Fuck with me you gone profit
You took a picture with a rat
Boy you must finna crop it
You took the stand on ya mans
Ain’t no coming back
If I had one prayer
Bitch I pray you get wack
Free Craig free Phats free Pop
Free Pat they gave Marcel life
I pray he give that time back
In my hood I’m Mufasa
What I say it’s the Gospel
No weapon that’s formed
Against me shall prosper
Nigga’s know how we rocking
Prayed up but we mobbing
Pull up them mops
but we ain’t doing no mopping