Lyrics:
gate no go wait by force
wey she dey shake concentrate by force
who dey shutdown i go be my boys
Moti elevate moti Gbana boys dont get it twisted mi
Whole bunch of money on my mind I'm a bank teller
Pharmaceuticals in the trap nigga I'm a dope seller
Margiela thousand dollars for the tennis
the chromosome
Down with OPP
For the community
Chasing my greens
That's all I motherfucking bleed
Won't stop chasing this bag
While I'm fucking breathing
Won't
but I’m right back to the paper chasing
It’s money calling I can’t miss that shit for nothing baby
Kush and Xanax got ya boy so relaxed
But catch young
fashionable
Now kids pay good money to look poor
And get charged for the extra work
Of perfectly placed character
Isn’t that some irony? Expensively indie
Make
they catch you (Lloyd Banks)
We all die one day
But as long as I'm here, I'm gon' grab checks (grab checks)
And make my cash stretch longer than
way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!)
You know when you party with
a proper free-for-all
When variety was
The spice of life you'd see
And not just a bucket from KFC
It was really all the rage
To be on the stage
The good old
Picture me rolling (rolling)
Not the type of nigga be trolling
I'm just ducking dodging all the L's you be holding
Skinny nigga but I got my money
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
Dont Give a Fuck About You Suckas Gotta Maintain
Money, Power, And Respect In This Rap Game
[Verse 2 - Lloyd Banks]
He's straight outta
vv's all freezing/pussy bald like Jeezy/my nigga eat it like he greedy/tell me he need it/CEO of my business, I ain't looking for a hand out/who put Dior
about me was true and legendary
I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries
For all my niggas with babies by bitches
That use their kids as meal tickets
two cents too yourself
I smoke a j just for my health
In my room all by myself
Red dot that's a headshot
Like Lloyd babygirl I make the bedrock
not navrage but ya moms counted me out
now she calling my phone like she apart
the team hold up nigga why you soaking my clout
getting this money for
day in court
My niggaz drive around the hood looking for good yay' to snort
I never liked the goodbyes, always caught a good vibe
Always had a good
a hundred-twenty in the fast lane
Kick back, just relax, let me do my thing
Don't give a fuck about you suckas, gotta maintain
Money, power and respect in this
macs
Fuck that blitz I got my strap
Niggas slow got overlapped
Break that bit down like that bit was a pack
Don't play with hoes I don't go tic for tac
give a fuck what car you're in, fuck it
I've had enough of every single day, I sing and pray for a better way
So I can change my day to day as a cheddar
wet I'ma dive into it
I'm stackin' this money put pride into it
I look at my stash and my pride enjoy it
Bae, look at what I did I got Prada for you
Yeah yeah
Pool party, pool party
Bring em' out, bring em' out
Pool Party
Yung Lloyd
Gone do me a favor
Yeah
Let me see that money maker
The way you
Right on my kids
M-o-n-e-y, don't ask why it is
The root of all evil
Though very necessary to your livelihood
It's all good when you got enough
Money Baby
By: Luvinnia Flowers
Yeahhhhh
Itspunkinbitch
Cuz I want that Money, money, money, money, money, money Baby
I just want that money
money, money, take money, money, money
I'm gettin kinda old, now my moms wanna flip
Up out the crib, damn, I gotta hear the fuckin' lip
The house
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