Lyrics:
(Nope)
Katt Williams don't think Tiffany Haddish funny (Me neither)
Lee Daniels finally paid Dame Dash his money
Funk Flex said Dame Dash pussy, he foul
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
can cling to a ramblin' rose?
Your Cheatin' Heart
(Hank Williams)
Your cheatin' heart
Will make you weep
You'll cry and cry
You'll try to sleep.
But
from round you ain’t getting nothing from me
You dingy, and your clothes looking bummy
Money my safe money by weight
So much money got the strippers
If you're not having any luck with the girls
You need to step into the spotlight world
Watch some movies with steve mcqueen
Get some music by bb
That money won't make you happy, look at Robin Williams
Money change alotta things but it won't change your feelings
Money change alotta things but
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
that makes the world go 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
You can keep your Marxist ways, for it's only just a phase (ah, ah, ah, ah)
Money, money, money
get it in Ohio
Autographs on the vinyl made the Lamb albino
Straight away in the Wraith, that's a Peyton Manning spiral
You lookin' at your idol,
Williams, 'cause I'm 'boutta OD in Denver
I just hope you remember
That I came from the Dub, now I feel a rockstar
No bitch, you can't get a hug
I don't want
theories
Concealed indictments handed to the grand jury
Get some money now, you hated by your own kind
The home invasion done by niggas in your bloodline
theories
Concealed indictments handed to the grand jury
Get some money now, you hated by your own kind
The home invasion done by niggas in your bloodline
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Clones..
[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
Whachu say your name was?
Well um, lookin real sexy right now
You and your girls, are lookin good
Look why
Ai Bobby Williams.... Ku Tomola zina nikulakwa..... Turn it up....
Drew made the beat
Oh by popular demand Bobby Williams back with a cup in his
Dear Pat
Sorry it's taken me so long to
Get back to you i recieved
Your letter in NY but I
Had to leave for Mich, which is
Where I am right now i
mess with base it better be your damn stereo
[ Money be ]
Nobody's exempted
Tried to play the top-tip, even I was tempted
Weebbled and I wobbled
the government, they chasin' that fuckin' bag
Whole coronavirus shit feel like a money grab
They tryna get paid, virus is man-made
They actin' like this shit
to sell coke
Cartier, 18, Ray bans
I got NFL money, she got red skin
Did a show and started sweating
And I fucked a fan
Two thousand on some, get you
fearing, halfway hoping
That blackguard boy with handsome muscle
Disturb your sleep with tiny tussle
And earn by stealing
Mrs William gone again
But
your tone cause you know I'm sippin muddy waters
Ring Ring Ring baby can't you hear that money calling
Ring Ring Ring baby can't you hear that money
at a life that's so Open
Book like my homie Da TRUTH
So they wanna know Deuce
You have a wife any kids?
What's your struggle?
Da TRUTH says that he wrestles
roar
Better get that money, and be out the door
[W.C.]
Racket, racket, comin' out of the back end
Dead at you, he throwin' the hot lead at you
Swang
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