Lyrics:
[Gotti]
Yeah, no doubt, ugh
One time for the motherfuckin…
[Jazze Pha]
Yaw
This, is a Mannie Frishzzle, producshizzle, ha
My nizzle [whistles] I
gettin' by
If you can't see we bitches ya jags, we forward ya last
We Diamonds ya glass, we get pussy y'all ass. Give me love
We be wearing gloves tied
you gotta grind double up and then go repeat it (Aye)
Can’t even lie, this money got me addicted (Addicted)
By any means you gotta go get it
Can’t be
ladies, the game is cold but it's gravy
I'm bangin' Screw, my young girl lookin' fine
We stayin' out here on the grind and keepin' money on our mind
Work hard for the money
She work (hard for the money)
She work (hard for the money)
Go on shake that money maker
She work (hard for the money)
Go
chest
I keep that 23 on me even when I wait in line
I got that Rollie out the trap even through them hard times
I pray my son forgive a nigga for
tag-team
Be like, 1 for the money
(Master P: I be like 2 for the dope)
Be like 3 for all my cash
(Master P: Nigga fuck it, get yo' ass on the flo')
One
got to run this shit right back
Yo Q, I think it's time for me to get 'em
I don't even write lyrics, I do hieroglyphics
You married to the money but
the club I'm stunting on the couch,
Balling like a balla me and Gucci ballin' out
Shawty got it for the low who said it was a drought?
Swag run so hard man
money I got perfect timing
Grinding hard until the day I'm rich
Theres a way
You know ima find it
Gotti baby I stay on my fly shit
When you see me
on two
I put my nigga on some money, that's the shit you do
Don't be that nigga just around that don't have no clue
I been telling y'all for a while now,
card, I know you're pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe, you'll have to kill me for that combination
Made another two milli just off
car's white
Motherfuck a hater, I done lived a hard life
I'm swanging out my building
Trying to raise my children
Top got no ceiling, Yo Gotti
Nigga Meek
to raise my children
Top got no ceiling, Yo Gotti
Nigga Meek Milly, counted my first million
That's when my whole life changed, I pledge allegiance
Yo Gotti
Know yo thotti
Niggas dats da LAW
All yo dawgs say dey dawgs
Till dey get da paws
Elevate hella strait
We don't hesitate
medicate
takes a whole lot
But its hard for me to hold on
So I tell myself to be strong
Keep faith and never loose sight
Cause the prize is dead in yo eye
And ik
I can't control it
NAW NAW NAW
I can't control the grind
Bitch and I'm workin overtime claimin whats really all of mine you other niggas had yo
Shit getting me fed up
I get plans for mumsy Na just Money I Dey wait for
You can't stop my shine so Na Weytin you Dey hate for
24 7 On my grind I want
could take over Gotti
Poo by the poo while you just another hottie
Niggas roll bricks that'll stay if it's notty
Chorus
For the love of money (dollar
the only Hope, the art of hustlin', yo Gotti, Whole time
Whole time, flex money in my Garage, is that too much for Someone to love and trust, is
That too
ever sold of my life
When these niggas be talkin', they fuck up my mind
When it's war, I be screamin', not do or you die
We gon' spin on yo' block
the club, but that bitch you
My jewelery too loud, my cars from overseas
You tryin to book a show, that gon cost a couple ki's
Cause, bitch, I'm Yo Gotti
hard
Money is my hobby
Blunt full of g.g., playing my atari
You ain’t getting gold in a week, you a floppy
Swipe to left
No i ain’t sorry
On my vlone
I got my mind on my money, and I'm not goin' away
So keep on gettin' your paper
For real yeah ain't never had to tell me get this bread
Holiday
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