Lirieke:
Next Sex Money Drugs

[Next] Whoahhh yes (Next) Honey yes yes (Big Pun) [Intro/Chorus: Big Pun and Next] (Sex) Sex money and drugs (Money) Where I rest it's all about

Vertaling: Volgende. Seks, geld en dwelms.

[Next] Whoahhh yes (Next) Honey yes yes (Big Pun) [Intro/Chorus: Big Pun and Next] (Sex) Sex money and drugs (Money) Where I rest it's all about whips

lot (parkin lot) Hustle in our arteries, re-up and re-cop (cop) Cemeteries, mortuaries, tryin to get guap' (UHHH) Drugs, fetti and sex Chicken one day, fed goods the next

For the next few years I'm so icy kid My flow is long money, my face is Hollywood My tattoos gon' keep me with a thug part though My attitude is universal, get harmed, call money

features My waste, my physique, me don't want freak-a-leek Should I whine and dine? You put ring on your fingers While sex from the next man in the bedroom lingers Sex

me the fuckin' gas for thirty minutes this mornin' Went to the hospital to get a chest X-ray Checked out the next day in a dress wit a sex change I'm

up, and all that like orange juice is My gun american, but my niggas got foreign enemies Six cars between us, laced out Half my money from the drug route

When duty call, the leader Pep come hard Try to dis my girl Salt, up goes my guard Still feminine, feminine still, yes But then next pump a hundred weight