Lyrics:
And you betta put a low jack on yo ho mane
I just call her boo
I don't know her whole name
Keep it on the low mane
All we eat is lo mien
Came from
D-Gotti
Lil' Redd from H.S.E., my partna Kano
It's going down baby, a lil' some'ing like this ha
[Hook]
Say whoo, swoop the coupe off the showroom flo'
Already bitch
Trunk full of yay bitch, PA to H Town nigga
Get on yo' money motherfucker
It's really goin down in the South
Sweet Jones biatch!
(Uh)
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
money on Twitch
Bitch I'm a john like gotti no wick
Pull up on your block with the
Living my life in purple and blue
Reach for my chain
Get yo ass in
hit the boat and take a shower
Head back to the airport, and hide the money in the tower
Stack blocks by the keys
L to the O to the X you'll see
they go
Round and round they go
Rather be trappin' up out of the bowl
Then to get down with a ho
I'm Yo Gotti!
Reach for my chain is suicide
I been trapping all day
Detrás de las pacas nigga trying to get paid
Corremos el city como Nipsey en LA
Coronamos en la “L” soy rey
Mo money
Mo
Money Records man a lawless gang
Put some water on the track, fresh for all his flame
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo' brain
'Cause
Money Records man a lawless gang
Put some water on the track, fresh for all his flame
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo' brain
'Cause
Mo money mo
U bring me trou-
Mo money mo
U bring me trou-
Mo money mo
U bring me trouble
U bring me trouble
But i'm still in love
I'm still
me up get a nigga so slappy
Got a bitch yellow bone broad, yeah she happy
Watch that Mo-yo, fixin to solo
Ima come through cause my grass startin
and mo'
[Chorus: x 2]
A-T-L, money make the world go round
Cashville, money make the world go round
N.C., money make the world go round
Bad News,
(Jody Mack!)
My nigga Cadillac, Gotti what up?
Blackchild what up?
I'd like to welcome all my niggas
To the world famous Murda Inc. Show
Big shout
Breathe stretch shake
Let it go
Feed yo faith
Let it show
Read mo ways
You can go
The only way you can do it
Live and die by the code
Earn every payload
He used to be my dawg, but he ain't my dawg no mo
She used to be my shawty, but she ain't my broad no mo
Used to be proud of me, but now they don't
I told y'all
There was money on the table by the bricks
I was at the kitchen table choppin up some shit
Listenin' to Jeezy and I heard a little
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
the grain
Gone fade me up get a nigga so slappy
Got a bitch yellow bone broad, yeah she happy
Watch that Mo-yo, fixin to solo
Ima come through cause my grass
yo' ass up
You know where we comin' from
Death Row! BIATCH! Ha ha hahaha!
A yo, Kurupt, you first to blast, nigga
And you know how we do it
collapse,
Need zig zags to bust raps,
Run trains on hoes,
Who fall victim to the flows,
RBL knows,
My turf niggaz throw up yo "O's",
If you got
money but
You stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never frontеd and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Bеat up by fucking crew
A real
money but
You stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never frontеd and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Bеat up by fucking crew
A real
big money,
Big Dreams, dreams, dreams,
Big Dreams, dreams, dreams,
Big Dreams, dreams
Yo Jay what it do nigga?
I done rocked enough fellas to be
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