Lyrics:
I'm broke in broken Britain
And there's nothing left for me
Yeah they've taken all my money
And they sent it on overseas
I'm broke in broken Britain
tape
I take a Dime, a movie star
Foreign cars, my language off
Old school, like Cooley High
Your bitch, she getting sodomized
My money blink like Lloyd's
the fast lane
One wheel hit the pothole
Let's go, let's flow nigga
War, what is it good for absolutely nothin'
But niggas keep frontin'
Fuck a nigga, live
on the wood
And I can build whatever, you know my money good, yeah
[Chorus]
If can get money (money) I be in the hood (hood)
I be stackin' paper like
"Oh, I have here a record by Michael Blessing."
Thank you very much..thank you very much Lloyd. Lloyd and Clyde.
Let's go, huh?
Glad to be here,
outta town wit me
Never question by niggas
Just me and my nigga
That's why ima treat you like you so so special
Gone be good just as long we together
Back
to her toes, the Lord knows
Her pussy good enough to miss award shows
And I ain't gotta say nothin, she just knows
By the way I look at her to take off all
Colin for a half a loaf of gluten free bread
And as the days gone by i watch my face grow wide
Watching planes fly by, painting flames in the sky
We off the x rated a liter of patron for u
Ma-ma
She good for my money,good for my money,she good for my money she good
She good for my
Woah, woah
I'm just let it ride
Alright, I'm ready
Not only do I talk shit I talk numbers
Money talks and it says I'm in for a rocking summer
Two bad
embracing the fake, I'm accepting the hate
If I wasn't number one, they wouldn't come for my place
Money good
Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm
Oh shit nigga
We got em
All my hustlers stand up
Stand up niggas
Brooklyn
Lets go
Money what you expect when you hustle right hustle right
from aloft
"Two points on our lee bow and about three miles off."
Then it's call up all hands, and be of good cheer;
Put your tubs in your boats, boys,
what's up?
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
My fly bitches, what's up?
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Hope my
I fee like money today
On my level boy you can't get on my level ey
On my level boy just look at by bezel ey
On my level boy I'm holding up a six
before a ho
(Ho)
Money is all a nigga get for shows
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm
ass keep going hard
I do this shit for Lloyd nigga
I dropped Lost Mentality 1 then I dropped Lost Mentality 2
Then I'm going me vs me it ain't never
Fuck that I mean it I said it then bitch you best believe it “mane”
Oh Lloyd the teacher don’t let me sank for my spirit reach ya “please”
I’m extra
a house for my Mum and my Dad
I want the Gucci drip, Air Mags, Louie bags
Anytime I want a good time that's money
Anytime my parents argue that's money
day cold winter nights
I spring to the money and I fall on a height
I lay on a cloud with my girl by my side
Playin that Lloyd and it feels so right
Money Dumb
By: Luvinnia Flowers
Money gottem dumb
Money gottem sprung
If I snap my fingas bitch
Watch the money come
My my
Money gottem dumb
Money
a million foot
Look man I just want what's good for me
More money that's good for me
Good green that's good for me
You can keep that negativity
I don't need
between foes and cones
One-fifty for a ninety-nine cone
Where's my change? Got changed on the road
Pop goes the weasel, gripping on your throat
Power
Miller
Or Reggie when I shoot for that three
They drop fetty, that's good money
Come to my city, we talk heavy and die young
When we get some paper, we
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