Lyrics to Proud Of Me
Broad day with the SK
Big bands, no salary
No you cannot not get all of me
You not a shooter, you wanna be
Go do what you want and you bound to be
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
You want the money, what would you do?
Bag it and thuggin', my boo with it to
Wantin' that pressure, applying to
Had to find myself and I made my moves
Had to grind so hard so the gang won't lose
Pop out, lil' bitch, I'ma bang on you
Pop out, lil' bitch, it's a stain on you
Chopper got a voice, it'll sing on you
Big bands, no salary
No you cannot not get all of me
You not a shooter, you wanna be
Go do what you want and you bound to be
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
Too much racks like I won the lottery
Hundred bands in my Amiri jeans
Come to the spot, Margiela all over me, huh
Nigga talk crap, we gon' clear the scene
All this drip on my body, I always got designer clothes
Girl, you should already know
Today hop in the Lam', next day I hop in the Ghost
He say he gang, but he told, uh-huh
Come check on my wrist, froze
Yeah, two tone Rollie, Cuban link, uh
Yeah, I'ma go and take a trip, uh
You know I be everywhere it's lit, uh
Ain't talking money, I can't talk to that man
Free my niggas locked down, free my gang out the jam
Need a money counter 'cause I got too much bands
Niggas suck, niggas hate, but they all be fans
Big bands, no salary
No you cannot not get all of me
You not a shooter, you wanna be
Go do what you want and you bound to be
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
You want the money, what would you do?
Bag it and thuggin', my boo with it to
Wantin' that pressure, applying to
Had to find myself and I made my moves
Had to grind so hard so the gang won't lose
Pop out, lil' bitch, I'ma bang on you
Pop out, lil' bitch, it's a stain on you
Chopper got a voice, it'll sing on you
Big bands, no salary
No you cannot not get all of me
You not a shooter, you wanna be
Go do what you want and you bound to be
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
You want the money, what would you do?
Bag it and thuggin', my boo with it to
Wantin' that pressure, applying to
Had to find myself and I made my moves
Had to grind so hard so the gang won't lose
Pop out, lil' bitch, I'ma bang on you
Pop out, lil' bitch, it's a stain on you
Chopper got a voice, it'll sing on you
Big bands, no salary
No you cannot not get all of me
You not a shooter, you wanna be
Go do what you want and you bound to be
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
Too much racks like I won the lottery
Hundred bands in my Amiri jeans
Come to the spot, Margiela all over me, huh
Nigga talk crap, we gon' clear the scene
All this drip on my body, I always got designer clothes
Girl, you should already know
Today hop in the Lam', next day I hop in the Ghost
He say he gang, but he told, uh-huh
Come check on my wrist, froze
Yeah, two tone Rollie, Cuban link, uh
Yeah, I'ma go and take a trip, uh
You know I be everywhere it's lit, uh
Ain't talking money, I can't talk to that man
Free my niggas locked down, free my gang out the jam
Need a money counter 'cause I got too much bands
Niggas suck, niggas hate, but they all be fans
Big bands, no salary
No you cannot not get all of me
You not a shooter, you wanna be
Go do what you want and you bound to be
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
I know my mama so proud of me
You want the money, what would you do?
Bag it and thuggin', my boo with it to
Wantin' that pressure, applying to
Had to find myself and I made my moves
Had to grind so hard so the gang won't lose
Pop out, lil' bitch, I'ma bang on you
Pop out, lil' bitch, it's a stain on you
Chopper got a voice, it'll sing on you
