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Money Money Money (Abracadabra) · Money Money Money: The ABBA Story (Gary Tesca) · Money Money 2020 [Bonus Tracks] (The Network) · Gettin' Money (The Get Money Remix) (Junior M.A.F.I.A.) · Money Money 2020 (The Network) · Money Money 2020 - 180g Blue Vinyl (The Network) · We Are Money Money (Money Money) · Money Money 2020 (The Network) · We Are Money Money (Money Money) · She Works Hard for the Money [DVD] (Donna Summer) – and 90 other albums »


of told them I'm a real mutherfuckin pimp

Chorus 2(2x)

La Chat:Gucci Boots and the suits
Is the clothes
Juicy J:Like a pimp
La Chat:Keep the money not
to be the boss
Tough bitch
Probably would've thought she played lacrosse
He keep being soft with her Heart broken all the time
Once a money to fucking
and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this

Say go D-J, cause that's my D-J
Say go D-J, cause that's my D-J 
Say
got money to do it

Take your bitch home then I'm all up in that pussy
Old school pimpin' she ain't fuckin' with no rookie
Juicy J be cooler than a fan
through so much money, so, s-so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it

Say Juicy J must know magic, all these
flat
Know how to treat it, never take for granted, she got me trapped

[Chorus]
My money, money, money, my b**** is my money
Ohhh money you my honey
Game throw his money in the sky

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M get the money
In the back, I relax with all
until three
If you’re leaving with me
Go make that money, money, money
Your money, money, money
'Cause I know how it is, go and handle your biz
bring three, I got drugs, I got drinks
Bend it over, Juicy J gon' poke it like wet paint
You say no to ratchet pussy, Juicy J can't
Racks errwhere, they
[Chorus: Charlie Wilson & Nate Dogg]
She was just a groupie (She just a groupie)
She was just a groupie
She was just a groupie (All she wanted was
Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this

[Chorus]
Say go D-J, cause that's my D-J
Say go D-J
and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this

Say go D-J, 'cause that's my D-J
Say go D-J, 'cause that's my D-J
Say
out our jewerly hide the mother fuckin' product

Chorus

Verse 4
[juicy j]
Now it is time to get rough with the drama
Bitches you cannot escape from
they be lookin at me pissed
Maybe just becuz I ball ridin eight or nine whips
And my name is Juicy J and I ain't payin no bitch
When I was broke
allergies
In the hotel with your girl
For ‘bout a week, shootin’ a shower scene
She a bad chick like Bonnie Parker
Rollin' blunts in my flying saucer
Juicy J
pour it in her mouth
I bet that chick she won’t leave a drop
I think a nigga pockets just got in a fight
All of these motherfucking knots
Juicy J when I
Carlo
Pissin on they CDs thought they really wanted beef
Now they back there bleedin from they head to they stanky feet believe it

[Verse 3: Juicy J
if she like it I buy it
Tryna take her ghetto chic and put her up on designer
She don't fuck with the buyers, all she know is suppliers
How to watch
can't touch it g
See me don't speak ain't nothin g
I'm in my zone nigga don't fuck with me AYE

Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my niggas
All
what I get, what would you say?
She wax it all off, Mister Miyagi
And them suicide doors, Hari Kari

Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
threes and twos, all in circles like duck-duck-goose
All it wanted, can flaunted, she on that X and the tootie fruit
40 dollars for just one ounce ounce
All I'm trying to say
Is all I wanted was you

I tried so hard to remember
Where when how why love went away
I tried to drown myself in pity
But
Turn Up (MikeWill made it)
We gon' always get money man
Young Jeezy, Big Sean, Juicy J
Boss shit nigga, let's get it

Every time I go out, you
that

[Juicy J]
I can make that thang wet like a sponge bob
Wishin that she present I be standing man that's so hard
We got all the haters in
to the condo
And I make all they asses clap, clap, clap, bravo
I want that lottery money
That “please don't say hi to me” money
That 'I could go back to my