Lyrics:
money, do you understand? (Understand)
I might whack your mama, I might whack your man (whack your man)
Almost didn't hit me, I won't pop no Xans (pop no
the fall
Broken by the life that he lives hе got permanent scars (scars)
Turned to thе trap now the small town nigga living large
Fell in love with the money
beings in this world and they'll try to own your mouth,
Turn you straight into a walking talking propaganda spout
Then make sure to clear your doubts man
nigga don't shake my hand
Don't get it twisted, got no stick, but you'll meet your end
Gotta make mamma proud she ain't got no days off
Man I been through
humble
Put your money where your mouth is
Matter fact, make it double
Blue strips by the bundle
Foreign cars in the huddle (skrrt)
Baby, I just wanna
Man this shit hit
Don't know what it is
I could make 45 n never feel rich
They could give me life n I never will snitch
That money is the lilo I'm
walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
Stunna a street nigga, straight up make him act as money
the night yeah they don't subside
And ain't nothing but real ones by my side
Make cash, make bags and we do up divide
Ah di teacher mi will be yuh guide
Gyal
your shit (Let's go, let's go)
Oh bad
Man I pop my shit
Watch me do my dance when I talk my shit
They don't understand, how I'm slimey like this
How I'm
to wash my clothes
I don't want you to keep my home
I don't want your money too
I just want to make love to you
Well I can see by the way that you switch
to wash my clothes
I don't want you to keep my home
I don't want your money too
I just want to make love to you
Well I can see by the way that you switch
Cup like Kirko Bangs, shawty she ready to bang
I hit the money like Lotto
She trickin
The trick is
Don’t chase no thotties, they follow
Came for
come they go they leave they stay
Don't forget to get your money
They gon' love you anyway
It's lonely at the top
And if it's not they all gon' say
money you make That money don't make you rich
Don't boast about your beautiful wife Seen many young men unhitched
Many are the plans in a man's heart
Look here man now that you been out the joint bout two weeks
Don't you think it's bout time you gave me my money
I told you ain't I had your money
Problem fit to make man craze
Na why man dey hustle everyday by day
Less shege I pray for payday
Make dem compare my money with dangote
Just dey play I
higher than a plane
Trying to do my part
Bringing money to the table
I know you see us out here
Man we out here hustling
Flip over the cards
We go hard so
Misery loves company, I rather do it by my lonely.
No one cares to be ya friend right now
Until you land a lil money now they acting like ya homie
Don’t
real love then you make sacrifices
To get ahead man you gotta make sacrifices
Fuck it though that's how hungry my appetite is
Fuck what you telling
bottles
Don't I look like I paid for the Lakers
On a different timin all my shit designer
My Balenciaga's got no laces
Money by the bundle, I cannot be
a house, now they mad
Make your money make sense
Make your money make sense
Make your money make sense
Make your money make sense
Since I was a little girl,
antifreeze-laced steak by the pound
And locked his ten bodyguard in a stolen van, with duct tape
Naked with man one and two watchin'
They don't want that fate
dwells,
There is always peace there, oh yeah.
I am talking church,
Man it would not hurt,
For you to stop by, drop by,
And see how my father works.
But
I was on my way to go and get some money
The clouds gon' red Be-fore I get some money
I'm riding in my two door, running from cops, I'm by my
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