Mshingo Lyrics Translation in English

Translation
Something Wrong?

[Chorus:]

I be mashin, I be mashin, I be mashin for that paper [x2]

I be mashin, I be mashin, I be mashin for that paper [x2]

When ya broke they disgrace you, when you all then they hate ya

When you are broke they disgrace you, when you are all then they hate you

On my wrist it's a glacier, bought that bitch with some paper

On my wrist it's a glacier, bought that bitch with some paper

I be mashin, I be mashin, I be mashin for that paper [x2]

I be mashin, I be mashin, I be mashin for that paper [x2]

When ya broke they disgrace you, when you all then they hate ya

When you are broke they disgrace you, when you are all then they hate you

On my wrist it's a glacier, bought that bitch with some paper

On my wrist it's a glacier, bought that bitch with some paper



[Verse 1:]

Mashin and I'm killin these bitches

Mashin and I'm killing these bitches

Hustle gang truly ridiculous

Hustle gang truly ridiculous

Witness, how I be turnin these posture bricks

Witness, how I be turning these posture bricks

Main solo, I don't need no pickin shit

Main solo, I don't need no picking shit

I'm mashed out in my drop-top

I'm mashed out in my drop-top

I got my broad-top on and my bank roll on me

I got my broad-top on and my bank roll on me

Most of you hoes be phony really all up in my business

Most of you hoes be phony really all up in my business

Tryna act like you my homies

Trying to act like you my homies

Mane, I got it made, later threw the shade

Mane, I got it made, later threw the shade

I got a 100 ways that I can get paid

I got a 100 ways that I can get paid

They already know, if they wanna see the gangsta

They already know, if they wanna see the gangsta

They gon have to come up with a whole lotta fuckin paper

They gon have

I rather do the dirt all by myself

Fuckin with the boss is why ya fuckin with the help

I'm mashed out with my wrist out

Cuz I been gettin money where the dollarz at



[Verse 2:]

When I’m broke, they don't answer no phone-call

Treat me like I neva sold a million records, ya’ll

I'm yo bitch, I'm yo boo, pullin up in Beverly Hills

Music loud in that coupe, valet tellin me to chill

I am a gangsta fo real, been askin you bitches to quit it, please

You snitched and you thought we ain’t know that you did it

Because you acquitted, leave

Niggas be stealin my flow

Tryna treat me like a hoe and it's on

Funny cuz you bitches only be secretly hatin

But be at my shows

Bad trick, I am the shit

Mashin and dashin for what I'mma get

You playin the layin while I'm makin hits

I'm walkin on sand; I'm rich as a bitch

When I be broke, they don't answer the phone

When I'm on tour, I be missin my home

Gate is protected and gated by drones

Always on point cuz I stay in my zone



[Chorus:]

I be mashin, I be mashin, I be mashin for that paper [x2]

When ya broke they disgrace you, when you all then they hate ya

On my wrist it's a glacier, bought that bitch with some paper

I be mashin, I be mashin, I be mashin for that paper [x2]

When ya broke they disgrace you, when you all then they hate ya

On my wrist it's a glacier, bought that bitch with some paper



[Verse 1:]

Mashin and I'm killin these bitches

Hustle gang truly ridiculous

Witness, how I be turnin these posture bricks

Main solo, I don't need no pickin shit

I'm mashed out in my drop-top

I got my broad-top on and my bank roll on me

Most of you hoes be phony really all up in my business

Tryna act like you my homies

Mane, I got it made, later threw the shade

I got a 100 ways that I can get paid

They already know, if they wanna see the gangsta

They gon have to come up with a whole lotta fuckin paper

I rather do the dirt all by myself

Fuckin with the boss is why ya fuckin with the help

I'm mashed out with my wrist out

Cuz I been gettin money where the dollarz at



[Verse 2:]

When I’m broke, they don't answer no phone-call

Treat me like I neva sold a million records, ya’ll

I'm yo bitch, I'm yo boo, pullin up in Beverly Hills

Music loud in that coupe, valet tellin me to chill

I am a gangsta fo real, been askin you bitches to quit it, please

You snitched and you thought we ain’t know that you did it

Because you acquitted, leave

Niggas be stealin my flow

Tryna treat me like a hoe and it's on

Funny cuz you bitches only be secretly hatin

But be at my shows

Bad trick, I am the shit

Mashin and dashin for what I'mma get

You playin the layin while I'm makin hits

I'm walkin on sand; I'm rich as a bitch

When I be broke, they don't answer the phone

When I'm on tour, I be missin my home

Gate is protected and gated by drones

Always on point cuz I stay in my zone

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