Money May
The9inetys
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Yea, they call me Bizzo by the way (By the way) And we The9inetys by the way (By the way) We got that bounce mothafucka (We got that bounce for ya mother) What you gone do Get money then, get money (What you gon' do) Do ya money dance, get money (What you gon' do) Get money then, get money (What you gon' do baby) Do ya money dance, get money You know Daibizzo so polished like he been on That's why he f*ck up every record that he get on You know I keep a black queen, melanin pillow That's why I made her squeeze that ass up in the Enzo Me and ya ex baby that's not really a pickle But I keeps a pussy nigga lookin' pissed off I got her tryna make her way up out the friendzone We got 'em tryna guess the album next zip code Oh, I been on Promise boy I been on You fickle off and I'm official Went from a Neon to a Ford to a Benzo Went from Emari to fuckin' these A-List hoes I been on Promise boy I been on You fickle off and I'm official Whip the Bugatti just lookin' for boys to shit on Told you broke hoes I would get rich so Get money then, get money Do ya money dance, get money Get money then, get money Do ya money dance, get money She say she gettin' money that's what she in it for Stacks of blue hundreds line up all on the floor And all of my women be in that center fold Or on the cover with her brand new titties shown Yea I bought 'em, spent it and I'll do it again If she f*ck me right, I'll put her in a Benz Her and all of her friends, pushin' Rarri's and shit Giving dumb brain, they from Harvard and shit Money trees, swear a nigga need some shade From a block where they'll kill you off the color of ya Jays So nigga just come correct, my niggas demand respect Anything that they owe us, my niggas will come collect Yea we on right, yea we on right Lil mama said I was gleamin' on that blog site Bitch you know I got it now Been poppin' fore I got the crown If money grew on trees Would we be judged off our dollar amount Get money then, get money Do ya money dance, get money Get money then, get money Do ya money dance, get money like he been on That's why he f*ck up every record that he get on That's why I made her squeeze that ass up in the Enzo Me and ya ex baby that's not really a pickle But I keeps a pussy nigga lookin' pissed off I got her tryna make her way up out the friendzone We got 'em tryna guess the album next zip code Oh Promise boy I been on
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Written by: Khidiasian Starks, Tobias Powell
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