Doosh Bag - Newham Generals

You better have my money, boy

You better have my dough

You better have my money, boy

Or heads will roll

Where’s my money?

Where’s my paper?

Told you before, I don’t want it here later

Where’s my money?

Where’s my dough?

Or your headtop will be good to go

You better make some calls on your pay as you go

Cause if you don’t pay as go

Then we’re gonna spray as you go

In your blood you might lay as we go

Where’s my money?

Where’s my cash?

Told you to fetch that cash in a flash

But you’re too busy on road acting flash

That’s why you’re gonna get licked down with the mash

Big balling while you’re linking gash

Think you’re balling, spending my cash

He ain’t answering the phone when I’m belling him

I’m gonna show him the ting when I’m telling him

You better have my money, boy

You better have my dough

You better have my money, boy

Or heads will roll

When it comes to money, I don’t joke

Yeah, I’m one of them serious blokes

I’m out on road with the serious notes

And I roll on road with the serious blokes

Man’ll get put in some serious chokes

Holds, grips

Thought niggas in your yard roll with sticks

Demanding all your Ps and bits

You might see me in the freezing blinks

Hustling, juggling, moving bits

I’m fucked in the head, I’ll switch

So you better just pay me, bitch

Your bumper and tits don’t sway me, bitch

Where’s my Ps?

Don’t play me, bitch

Call your man, on him, I’ll switch

I’ll whip out the stick, hold it to your chick, you prick

You better have my money, boy

You better have my dough

You better have my money, boy

Or heads will roll