Lyrics:
more Mr. nice guy
I intimidated by no bum nigga
Bottom of the shoe type lame scum nigga
I'm Mr. hard ass but I ain't gone blow dat gun nigga
Shut
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
girl gang
Money game money game
Lil bitch it's a money thang
Wrist on icebox
I got diamonds I got gold
cll my girls makin' money
Movin' coke by
(money)
Tell that lil' ho move, move, move, move (hey man get out my way)
Move (swear), move (Flippa, whoa)
Top off the Masi', I fuck 'round and turn
write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me
write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me
' beast)
Park it, pull up on east (skrr)
Get straightening just for me
He a lil' beast (woo)
My chopper he a lil' beast (baow, baow)
I can put a cook in
that'll take you out, dawg
Leaving niggas hungry but you eating Mr. Chows, dawg
Where the love at? Where the love at?
I'll give up all this money to get
yah yah add it to the set
Life a lil better when you sitting on Money
I aint talking bout Gs i aint talking bout hundreds
Ching ching ching get that
yah yah add it to the set
Life a lil better when you sitting on Money
I aint talking bout Gs i aint talking bout hundreds
Ching ching ching get that
Ceasing the money I'm outta the safe
I took the pressure and put it aside
I guess that's what I meant by I'm moving the
I got the answers like Trebek
Money
tryin? to get in my way
New sneakers, pockets way deeper than yours
I'm a junkie for this, you can smell it coming out of my pores
Unlike y'all, lil
ya (yeah)
About 5'4", my .45 is live (uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size (uh, yo)
[Chorus]
I'ma do my thang,
it together and let
You pick what to do and then we do that!
(Little nigga, you know I'm gettin' money)
'Cause we ca-
If I blew by, best believe, she
low
I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low
I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
Mr
dead man
Fuck out the way and I’m getting the money, I really be going, I’m stacking it up
Yeah, That lil bitch can get it
Yeah, That lil bitch can get
Now it's so spooky spooky spooky Mr. Halloween
I’m like the boogie boogie man better watch for me
Okay let's go and get the funds I think its time
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
a second when I'm done you can have this bitch
5000 10,000 20
Ones in my hand that's good money
Ones in my fan we get money
She pop that thang she
yeah
Thumbin'
Thumbin', thumbin', thumbin', thumbin', thumbin', and
One thing for sure, yup, I'ma go get me some money, yeah
Money ('ney)
Money
countin' my dough, I came to blow it all
And get some brains tryna find Mrs. Know-It-All
And I got my cup filled, juicy how them bucks peel
Young pimp,
countin' my dough, I came to blow it all
And get some brains tryna find Mrs. Know-It-All
And I got my cup filled, juicy how them bucks peel
Young pimp,
I got money in my jeans, ain't gon' let it get the best of me
7.62, yeah, you know I got the recipe
I cherish what I love, yeah, it's my only destiny
Watch how I move, get the money, drop the bag lil' bitch
She got oooh!, stupid body, she a bad lil' bitch
Why you hatin', step your game up, don't be
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