Ras Kass - Anything Goes Lyrics
Yeah, it goes downYeah, it goes downUh-huh, it goes downIt goes downI thought you knew it went downBelieve thatVerse one:I rock versacci, sippin vsop and hennessey in foam cupsMotorola flips with illegal chipsDip-pin like teela where everybody momma collectin money from fiendFive series beemer, one-hundred and eighty-nine horsepowerI like *****ed with dimples and nipples the size of silver dollarsRollin three deep in eddie bauers chokin out lapd rottweilersLike chihuahuas, all day erydayIn southern california where the dogs and the ribs stayAnd nowadays fools dont know how to actCause we all wanna be tony montanaMatter of fact, gimme five we got dap, gimme twenty-fiveWe got a bird and profit is madeSo while the homey cut cavvy with a razor bladeI rock beats without baking sodaAnd money gets watched its only illegal if you get caughtThought you knew cause the dea do it tooKeep seperate books for the internal revenueCapitalism is pimps and hoesIn ninety-six I spose anything goesChorus:Big bank take little bank anything goesLegal or illegal however you make your cash flowBig bank take little bank ahh anything goesLegal or illegal however you make your cash flowVerse two:All you ph ballers, dirty macks need to kgId rather be a dope mc than a broke ogI get, manicures to keep my cuticle suitablePlayer, dont hate me because Im beautifulI got a pocket full of c-notes and food stampsJust big bills and free meals baby so lampCause jealousy gets you burned like bad permsIf you live you learn, I spit game like chick hearnsTo women with, measurements of 38-24-36 with dslsBut money talks eslIn the game of monopoly, if you dont pass go then go di-rectly to jailCause Ive seen fools that struggle and turn they ownself into the po-poIt keeps the humble of they cool lowSelling ten dollar js right up under the mans noseHahh, nigga anything goesChorusInterlude:One for the money (money), two for the show (show)Three for the ladies but all they wanted was oneIts one for the money (money), two for the show (show)Three for the ladies but all they wanted was oneVerse three:Niggaz got stripes like, tony the tigerBut niggaz got strikes like oral hershiserSo look alive, inflation rise like yeastS&l scandal stole millionsBut we need more police to take back our streets, its dramaWe all know that one-time be extortin them big-ballersGettin extradited with warrants in three statesOvercrowded prisons hopin the da drop the caseSo uhh, I aint forgot about the homey kevinHe pled no contest and got stretched til ninety-sevenDizmost and little dags hold tightI know I seldom shoot kites but I be tryin to get my pockets rightMy ideal real is big willie pourin out dom pFor the dead homies with *****es splittin phillies (call it ends)Call it loot scrilla cream green flow or doughBut to get mo nigga, anything goesChorus 2xIts no disguise, it makes no senseIt doesnt fit, if it doesnt fit, you must acquitInterlude (fades)
