Lyrics:
this money otxhello
Danny, I see 'em! Yeah, aye, aye
I go coo-koo, I go dummy (dummy)
Lean up in my tummy (tummy)
Watch, this hoe gon' fuck cause' I
Be
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
(RARE Sound)
Yeah
Soon as you get money, all these niggas say you changed (changed)
I make my money on my own, yeah
Wakin' up five in the morning, yeah
Throwin' money in the oven, yeah
Fuck sleep and his cousin, yeah
I've been
(ACETHEFACE)
We was gettin' money
We was gettin' money
(Joog)
(Take some of that bass out, Bruce)
Yeah, yeah-yeah (Ron Ron, do that shit)
We
Money over everything
(That's my attitude)
Still the baddest bitch in tha game
(That's my attitude)
Talk to ya man when I get ready
(That's
the life, of a go-getter, no-quitter
Gotta get to the money, get money money hey
Livin the life
Livin the life, livin the life, livin the life
(I'ma live
work
No progress made
The state's just taking their time
Something's wrong
The bridge is strong
They're bagging money all the while
He got
it's told just what to say
Never loved you anyway
He's just a snake and you're the prey
He's got cash, cash, cash
He's made of money but he's straight
[Ace Hood:]
So baby hollah at a G
I keep you away from prankstaz
You can be my mistress, I can be ya gangsta
Seen you on the money rockin bring me
Rubber band around my money and my neck full of ice
If you see me on the block I got it for the right price
Cause I hustle hustle hustle
Watch my hustle
That's what's Up
Aight
[Young Buck:]
I'm Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
[D-Tay:]
Pointe
Baby I can see
You take my money
And you're laughing at me
**(I ain't no clown) (money money)
And you're no debutante
I wanna give
How much do you want
Nigga where you from, rep that shit (what)
Heart, Break, that's that clique (what)
I be riding sliding slipping and dipping
I'm about money
low, Chanel high top, I cannot decide
Get this money, no more droppin' fours, no more droppin' fives
Leavin' Prada, creepin' in Dior just to buy some
I make big money, buy big cars
Everybody know me (everybody know me)
I make big money, buy big cars
Everybody know me (everybody know me)
I make big
carryin' my K
Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
Bulletproof white Cadillac, ridin' in a tank
I'm a Dirty Bay baby from Dirty Bay with a dirty K
three, two, one
I was 'posed to love you until the sun was done
Said I changed when the money start comin'
How the fuck you think I wasn't gonna catch
the boogaloo can really dance
The kwasa kwasa and the cha cha cha (and the tango too)
Money money money
She dates a billionaire money money
She gives almost all
She sits on her ass
He works his hands to the bone
To give her money every payday
But she wants more dinero just to stay at home
Well, my friend
why y'all acting so deprived?
Get my money, mind my business, I'm just tryna catch a vibe
Ninth inning, bases loaded, y'all gon' make a nigga slide
to slide, I'm the one to endorse it
I know that I'm bigger
More money, more problems (yeah)
In my city, who richer? (Who?)
Point 'em out and we'll rob 'em
night
And my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt
Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew
Yeah, my work
I'm in the street selling weed, twenty million on the tour bus
They keep it G, just ignore the money
The currency 'cause it leads to everything your
Walk around with it for real
You wanna bet that my money, for real
For real, for real?
All of my diamonds for real, different color like Pharrell's
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