I Need More

[Pre-Chorus] I need more hoes, more, more, more, more, yeah I need more clothes, more, more, more, more, yeah I need more dough, yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah I need more blow, wha, wha, wha, whoo, whoo [Chorus] I need more hoes, wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah I need more clothes, yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah I need more dough, wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah I need more blow, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah I need more hoes, wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah I need more clothes, yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah I need more dough, wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah I need more blow, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah [Verse 1] You got some scary intentions Your brain is clouded with too many possessions You think you rich but you depressing yourself It's just so pathetic and materialistic And all you do is flash your money and fortune You ride around in that Ferrari and Porsches And all you talk about is Bugatti and foreigns You walk around like you somebody important You surrounded by leaches and beggars And none of them niggas wanna see you do better I bet they plotting, wanna see what you got Cause you brag a lot and make it seem like they jealous So what the fuck you even see in the mirror? Your future couldn't really be any clearer And when it rains, you gon' need an umbrella But you don't listen, you don't see it or hear it And all you ever say is... [Pre-Chorus] I need more hoes, more, more, more, more, yeah I need more clothes, more, more, more, more, yeah I need more dough, yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah I need more blow, wha, wha, wha, whoo, whoo [Chorus] I need more hoes, wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah I need more clothes, yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah I need more dough, wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah I need more blow, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah [Verse 2] I think you really aggressive Your brain is clouded with too many possessions You think you rich but you depressing yourself It's just so pathetic and materialistic I really think that all them drugs got you tripping Your brain is ruined and your logic is different I know that syrup got your body in shivers If I was you, I'd get that out of my system And I think that you bugging and stuff You just shit on everyone who's stuck in a rut Always flash your money out in public and stunt And we all just look at you in fucking disgust Maybe you're just insecure with no luck And deep down you're a dub without nothing to love And I wonder if you'll ever realize what's up And be humble and just say enough is enough But for now you just wanna say [Pre-Chorus] I need more hoes, more, more, more, more, yeah I need more clothes, more, more, more, more, yeah I need more dough, yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah I need more blow, wha, wha, wha, whoo, whoo [Chorus] I need more hoes, wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah I need more clothes, yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah I need more dough, wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah I need more blow, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah I need more hoes, wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah I need more clothes, yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah I need more dough, wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah I need more blow, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah [Verse 3] Yeah, I must be really possessive My brain is clouded with too many possessions I think I'm rich but I'm depressed and I'm selfish I'm so pathetic and materialistic Like how the fuck I let the money do this Man I swear to God that I would never be tripping I promised that I would have respect and be different But now I make it rain on plenty of strippers I'm surrounded by leeches and beggars And none them niggas wanna see me do better I bet they plottin', want to take what I got Cause I brag a lot and make it seem like they jealous And I never had nothing I just wanna live like them rappers on TV forever But what have I become? Maybe I'm one of them Maybe I just don't know any better And now what I'm sayin' is [Pre-Chorus] I need more hoes, more, more, more, more, yeah I need more clothes, more, more, more, more, yeah I need more dough, yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah I need more blow, wha, wha, wha [Voicemail] Yo what's up? This is Joyner I'm unable to take your call right now Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace [Brief Message] Hello, yo, nigga you fuckin' serious? Are you fuckin' serious? Yo, I swear to God Yo, I knew I should have never fuck with you You're fucking dirty, you're dirty and you're fuckin', yo You're gonna be dead nigga, yo are you serious? You gave me fuckin' Chlamydia? Chlamydia?! Yo, nigga, I swear to God, wait 'til my brother comes home Yo, Dom is gon' fuck yo shit up