Lyrics:
Woo
Why you worried bout how I make my money huh
Why you worried bout how I make my money huh
Why you
Why you
This how you know they don't get it
by the dope lady
Talkin' get money, pimp hard so niggas gon' hate me
I got a good heart, and a good brain
You heard my gangsta story, my life was
getting money
Smoking L's by the hundreds
We got blow, we got molly
We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money
Killing niggas for the money
1. Blue Hunnid Talk ft. Kingg Trell
Money talk but it cost to listen (okay okay)
I’m the president of my campaign King Nixon
Cash money is
don't cry
I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub
Ching-ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love
I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back
ain't sayin' nuthin'
(If it ain't bout money, money)
You ain't sayin' nuthin'
(If it ain't bout money, money)
You ain't sayin' nuthin'
(If it ain't
real tho you niggas should already know the T.I
Everyday im on it i gotta handle my B.I
Been about money since niggas was rocking Levis
Still chasin
money,
Goin' back home to see my honey.
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.
With my knees in the saddle
money,
Goin' back home to see my honey.
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.
With my knees in the saddle
I'm lookin' in the mirror, my resume impressive
These niggas talkin' bout me, but I ain't bout to sweat
I'm gettin' money, we on that money train
I'm
Should I pop the zan or the perk
All this money a nigga been getting
Its starting to fuck wit my nerves
And my bitch keep on bitchin I miss her
my mind is foggy
I don't wanna be alone, I guess a tí heard my story
I keep my .30 on the Lambo, keep the money with the bando
Got all these pictures
Shake your money maker like somebody 'bout to pay ya
I see you on my radar, don't you act like you afraid of shit
You know I got it, if you wanna
Shake your money maker like somebody 'bout to pay ya
I see you on my radar, don't you act like you afraid of shit
You know I got it, if you wanna
I want you
Any time I wanna, I want it, any time I want you
Jean talking bout no money, he ain't talking bout no check
Jean talking bout no money, he
and talk to me yeah
If it's 'bout the paper come and talk to me yeah
Hustle by the duffle come and talk to me yeah
Money boss level come and talk to me yeah
it
You can get your fuckin ass blown off, nigga
Shut da fuck up
Imma bust me a nigga if
He ain't bout my money
I ain't playing with you punks
If it's
Let them bitches hate they only hate you getting money
Being broke is a joke she be all about her money
Lil mama bout a dollar she ain't got
can’t ignore me (too much money)
Look at all this money on me
My appearance they know of it
These strippers they gon dance for it
And I’ma throw it
She
stripping
The other man be running it up
Big money he be tripping
My left hand be arguing with my
Right hand when I'm whipping
Choppers under the couches
In
Money good, I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit
Money good (ah)
Ay, ay
Money good
Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood
I ain't had
50 cent but I know about a dime
Bag
My jeans sag
Like a T.I I Swang meh Rag
Like pstar
WAT THE WUSTY WAB
Bout to dab up on dem folks
Bout to get all
the house without my money rag
I don't leave the house
Without my fuckin' Glock
I'm not goin' like Biggie or Pac
That's fucked up what they did to Biggie
I
the effort
My mind on the revenue
More than the rest of you that's cause I need it
Not saying that money come cheap
Don't get paid by the hour or week
Think
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