Lyrics:
tech shoot in slo-mo (slo-mo)
I'm tipsy riding shotgun in the Volvo
My shit punch like Miguel Cotto
(Let's go) Who went from whippin' soft O's
Don't you blame me for my mistakes
Taking drugs all for the pains
Many budget money they delay
This life na yolo all na by grace
B papa ton Korin
Mo wo polo
Where money Dey i go follow
Where money Dey i go follow
Me inno wan borrow
Say byebye to sorrow
Early friday
Mo wo polo oh !
Where money Dey
crib
Linking by 5, leaving by 8
I got these diamonds my chain
Yeah do not play with my mo'fuckin' name
Run up on him with my squad and my gang
Totting
no mo'
He marched around the corna' like a soldier
But not to get no on-the-mic exposure
To question me, I guess he checkin' me
I'm feelin' like
dollar spot
A educated brother
Didn't have no money for college he was taught the street knowledge
Part of the plan
To keep us fightin in the street
cause go slow
The money step
You go do slow mo
High on drugs and alomo
Give them run
When they call popo
If them no see you
No go jonz o
The seco come
money and power and murder, don't be a bitch get active
this is the way to the top if you Blacc gotta cheat to win, passion
get you nowhere in
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
nigga cut, where's my shit, now you get lolli-hopped,
By everybody on the turf,
Oh yeah about that skrilla hell yeah that welfare check is mines
don't know the names
See I get paid to perform one song
And you pay money to perform one song
Karaoke I'm not okey
My balls to big but I'm so lowkey
No
[Featuring 2nd II None El Debarge]
[Quik:]
Ha ha yeah check it out money & pussy make the world go 'round
(That's right) That's how it's
the early mornin' 'cause I'm strugglin'
Like drinkin' liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my bitch, it's time to dick her
I ain't in
(damn)
And you paying the price so
You dying by the sword
You had a devil smokin with them rebels
We kill for money and power
Extortionin' my own hood
your roof drop
House shoes, blue top, money like I move rocks
Dissin' will get you socked, and yo' bitch move wop
Whole crew popped, by this old
Strip you on down like a shake-a-booty hoe (uh huh)
Put you in the street, make me mo' money mo'
Now see, just the other night, I met me a ol' jazzy
Tell them make dem leave am for me
Emi lo kan
Emi lo mo bo se n lo and bo se m bo
When I no get money
I still had love
From all the ones that I
Make my money dey plenty
K’owo plenty repete
Owo repete ni mo n bere o
Baba ba mi shey
Ki n ma sise ti ko sere o
Je ki n se rere laye mi
Oluwa dahun
got me levitating
Money keep a sucka nigga hatin
Slide up like a young nigga skatin
Throwin heat like I was trained by Peyton
Ice my neck up like this
Secret stash, secret stash
Pile of money, hop in my bag
Flippin patios, I count my cash
And now I'm running running running to the bag
Secret stash,
Yeaah yuh, yeaaah yuh yuh yuh
Hmmm hmm hmmm
Where you going need it right now
You know i don't play with that money
Let nobody take it from me i've
Rich homie baby, yeah, yeah, yeah
Grab the ice while it's cold
Pop the seal on it, now we pourin' eights
Yeahyeah
Doin' shows on the road, no mo
[Too $hort]
It's just a little mo' game (ye-yeah ye-yeah)
You might need to learn some (make me say ohh)
Listen and learn (Yeahh-yeahhhhh)
[Verse
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