Lyrics:
How 'bout that money?
How 'bout that money nigga?
How 'bout that money?
How 'bout that money nigga?
You talk about hoes
Bank accounts with hella
sent it
Don't hit me wit a "Hey"
Ima just ask how the neck jt
I gotta alot of shit to say
Ima go and make em pay
Put money on his grave
They might go
bitches
Cash Money over bitches
Young Money over bitches
Get money from them bitches
I do
Ask them hoes
Yeah, ask them hoes
Ask them hoes about me
slimy
I've been tellin' y'all 'bout yo' ass since '90
But y'all hoes still buggin'
A lot of bitches fuckin' around on they husbands
Ask me, I know
Paid
Saved
Cash
Paved
Money
School
Funny
Rule
This style is dedicated to a couple real niggas who inspired me
JT
Out here tryna get paid
Feeling so
lui montre mon :) elle la ferme
On sait pas t'es qui j'ai tu manqué un bout
Fuck ton show d'bouillioir get it everybody boo yea
Ton cover me rend sourd
HoTT KommoditY
HoTT Kommodity
Long Live Black Forever
Words 2 live by (Live By)
Words 2 die by (Die By)
Life,Loyalty, Money,Power & Respect
around
Got my fuckin' drum you know I keep some rounds
Nigga talkin' all that shit bout' me but they won't say it now
When I see him in person you better
all this
Its not only for the money that I go
Living out my vision, till I blow
All that hate kinda went pass me
But its all year JTS season, you should
Yo JT tell her to give me a 7 UP man
Hey, hey that bitch tripping man, hey bring us some drinks hoe
Man that show was liver than a motherfucker
bout Pyongyang
Talking where Kawhi got his championship ring
I'm the MVP, never did it for me
No I ain't Kawhi but my girl kawaii
Do it for the city, 514
for nothing, no, don't ask me for nothing
'Cause I got this shit out of the mud (yeah)
How do I get me some money?
I sit down and think about gettin'
the block
Versace shades looking elegant
The pussy nigga they irrelevant
These peons we don’t see none
With the burr on me I feel like freon
Wanna see JT with
Even while y'all were steady hatin', I'm still out here gettin' money
I'm on the turn up. JT, let's get it
Be forever about my business, bitch I'm
featuring Brother Marquis Tony Rock
Verse 1: JT Money
Roll out the red carpet let the bugles blow
The pimp deserves a grand intro
me and my crew
We out here blowing on doobies
And we ain't worried bout you
I fee like money today
On my level boy you can't get on my level ey
On my
over here to be choosin' just one, they say you live by it, you'll die by it and I die by the gun
I don't know nothin' so don't ask me shit (Don't ask me
ransacking all of my pockets
I'm feeling so sick cause this shit is a joke
Desperate to acquire Benjamin Franklins
Might make me some money by selling this
how 'bout dat
How 'bout dat, look at me like "Bob
Why you stuntin' like that?"
Ahh, tell 'em blame it on the black Cadilac
I hop out that, haters, hop
niggas sayin'?
Like I don't bust brains
Play with me, Lil Yachty mad about JT, faggot
Bitch, play with me half of y'all ain't got more money than me
featuring Brother Marquis Tony Rock
Verse 1: JT Money
Roll out the red carpet let the bugles blow
The pimp deserves a grand intro
and grind for it all by myself g
Now I'm making hits they wanna ask me for a selfie, huh
Always lookin' smart got the Gucci and the Ralphy
Swagger's in check
chalk
I I get it,
In the hood if ya ask about me
They'll tell ya I'm bout my bread
I I get it,
Round the world if ya ask about me
They'll tell ya
Check check, yeah!
Put 'em up! Put 'em up!
Yo yo, JT money, Sole!
Throw 'em up! Throw 'em up!
JT Money, Sole!
Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (who
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