Lyrics:
money, dirty money)
Now let's go shopping, let's go chill (dirty money, dirty money)
Let's go buy them new Louboutin heels (dirty money, dirty money
of sad young man
Glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again so
Kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad young men sitting in the bars
Knowing neon
A young nigga gotta eat
(Young nigga gotta eat uh)
Every minute, every second, everyday of the week
(Everyday of week huh)
By the day by the night
got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got money on my beeper, dead trees on my phone
gang money.
Reminiscing on my first slant,
By the time I was sipping on my first Schlitz
Hit the game, I started as a look out,
See the fly cars that
Franklin, ain't the end, I was here when it begin
See if ya ridin' davin rims, celebrate by lettin' em' spin
I bought some new ones in, to replace the older
[Feat Dee Money]
[Young Jeezy Chorus]
Street niggaz...
Real niggaz..
Street niggaz...
Gangsta niggaz...
Real niggaz...
Street niggaz...
[Dee Money
you a show now I'm rich for a shake
Everybody been making shit for debate
I'm working for money, my family ate
New wave got me taking this shit
the world
I'm connected like wifi
Why ask why I do what I do?
But your girl got the answers
I'm screwing her too
This a Young Money party
Bring you and your
lookin 4?
Can't a young man make money anymore?
Hah hah, leave ya butt naked
(In the dark)
I said what the fuck are you lookin 4?
Can't a young man
nigga
Shoot the witness, nigga
Hold court in the streets
And convict this nigga
Oh, dickless nigga
Man, I'm runnin' with the blocka
Young Money
Owned by money
Controlled by money
Owned by money
Controlled by
You want a brand new ring
Like pinky and the brain
Money ain't a thing
Money ain't
(Catch 22 you can tell by the sound)
(ZombieOnTheTrack)
Mobbin' round town like I ain't got nothin' to lose
Mike a young fly nigga they sayin' it
Uh, trust fund baby
Lump sums, baby
Got a bunch of 'em, baby
Not some money, baby
Got much money, baby
Brrp brrp, the money comin', baby
By
circle, the same homies
My same niggas, no new friends
Since day one, nigga no loose ends
Just a young nigga, outchea erry day
I'mma get it by any
circle, the same homies
My same niggas, no new friends
Since day one, nigga no loose ends
Just a young nigga, outchea erry day
I'mma get it by any
the money
(New York, New York, get bent, keep wildin')
Stop smilin', and still don't nothin' move but the money
(Leavin' permanent scars, like getting
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
Hahaha uh oh
Brisco the new Cash Money
Believe that! Hahaha
Ugh (yeah, yeah)
I'm from the cocaine era
Packs in my stroller
Two beepers and a flip,
This the story
This the story
Of a young rich nigga
This the story of a young rich nigga (Rich nigga!)
This the story of a young rich nigga (Uh
throw it in the garbage
Young street nigga coming from the project
Hanging on the block, kickin' with the convict
They say that money talk so don't you
to build your dreams, you on your own
When it's time to pay the bills, you on your own
But man can not live by bread alone
Am a young stoner, tryna get this
asap
i said i need that money asap
i said i need that money asap asap man
yeah i need that money asap
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너무 오래 기다렸어 이 순간 since i was young
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