Lyrics:
And I think we'll blow up like dynamite
Come on girl, get with me, let's see the city
You can stop by, let me see them tig ol' bitties
We can stay in
things
ain't nuthin' changed
Karate Joe, Money No, make 'em fold
gather up them hoes
take 'em to the mo
keep it on the low
you know the steelo,
the Birdman
Won't waste my time, torch you in freak sand
I look at gettin Cash Money like a sport
Smoke a Newport, then finish yo ass with one thought
Niggas
What's all the noise about?
Have some respect shut the fuck up
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
drippin in Dior
Ma i came a long a way from kickin in them doors
Skrillaville baby so you know im money hungry
Aint fuckin with me daily so i do it by my
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
shot them
Mo' money mo' problems, suppose to get better
Feel for Afeni, like I feel for Violetta
Ay yo they call me Jae Millz, Tru Lenox and Banger
shot them
Mo' money mo' problems, suppose to get better
Feel for Afeni, like I feel for Violetta
Ay yo they call me Jae Millz, Tru Lenox and Banger
the projects
Please don't make me catch a body
Please don't make me catch a body
All white, Yo Gotti
I heard some niggas was tryna rob me
Please don't make me
lying by my side
You look like you're in another world
But I can read your mind
How can you be so far away lying by my side
Money to be made best
Believe
stouts
Seen five fat asses, passed this bitch with glasses
Hey, your money, that's your stock, yo bitch, pass the Glock
I'ma tell them, "It can happen,
stouts
Seen five fat asses, passed this bitch with glasses
Hey, your money, that's your stock, yo bitch, pass the Glock
I'ma tell them, "It can happen,
What, what
Uh, uh
What, uh
What, yeah
Uh, yo
Yo, what
Yo, uh
Yo, uh
[Charli]
Say Mobb Deep, niggas go sorry
Niggas might rob me
See niggas we ball
pink lemoade or sherballato
Pink lemonade or sherballato tell me
What you want hoe yh i got 35s
Tenscotti by tenco or i got gotti
By backpack boys in
What's all the noise about?
Have some respect shut the fuck up
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
it together; get, this, mo-ney
You got what I want; I got what you need
Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney
Ace hit the club 'bout five
the milli-mac and the strong-end and nigga to blame you
And I'mma start callin' ya'll bitch niggas by name:
Mothafuck D
Mothafuck M
Only X I know is Xzibit
for no reason
I put to much faith in that ho I was trippen
Won't do it no mo don't care bout no b*tches
Still hate my lil brother got hit with that
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 blick
Don't fuck wit Corona go put on my masks
I run in yo house and make all of you sick
Money counting, need mo pockets
Self made nigga dont need nobody
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
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
Crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
on the phone
I call it phone sex
Fly nigga, in the booth is my bird's nest
Mo' checks, mo' money equals mo' haters
If I walk like a ball
Player bet I score
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