Lyrics:
Like I leveled up, Leveled up
Money tryna talk, tryna talk
On the regular, regular
Regular, regular
Money tryna talk, tryna talk
On the regular,
come by the way that they rattle
When I woke up this morning, yeah
I told myself I had to get some money
(Aye, man
I had this crazy ass dream last
not gonna let it lie
We're gonna talk about it
Yeah, we're gonna talk it
I am, I am, I am by your side
We saw it blow up, now show up
We'll be alright
to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Run around near me you gon' get
Hop In the lam
Yea the truck
Suicide doors lifted up
I’m the back seat
Yea we keep the shooters
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
If it ain’t
love
Talk about love
Talk about love
You know I live down by the highway
And the cars roll by all night
While I ask the stars where the hell you
it by the gram, money loves my hands
I pull a few bands out a plastic bag
And it all add up
I'm real good with the math
I turn a quarter of the gas
Hey A A A A o!
Bigi bigi palava
E dey make man dey crace
If you no get the muller
Then wahala go dey
Every day by day
Me dey hustle and pray
I go talk
might float me a nigga
I don't wanna talk
Don't wanna kick it with niggas
Niggas be pussy I can tell by litter
I feel like the man turned my business
Penacho
I been going stupid going dummy
Beatin' on my chest like a monkey
Hear that loud talk that's the money
Stevie Wonder how they lookin' for me
that money talk
Make that, make that money talk
Make that, make that money talk
If he ain't talking money he ain't even worth it
I make 'em fold by
getting no money
I wish you well (go get the money)
I'm havin' too much traffic, neighbors don't tell (aye, pull up)
I gotta put you down by my clientele
'Cause I'm so turned on by your presence girl that
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is throw money on you
Is throw money on you
Step in my private room (step
'Cause i'm so turned on by your presence girl that
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is throw money on you
Is throw money on you
Step in my private room (step
want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go
been fuckin' with Trigga, by the way
Hey, but that's what everybody say
We don't wanna talk if it ain't about the money
That's what everybody say
Talk about the money, but you don't want change
See, when you get the money, you can buy nice things
Like whips and chains, but you can't cage me
got no money, why the fuck the little nigga talk about money?
Ooh I ain't even count my money, I ain't touch nothin' that's the pile up money
Come
want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go
The brave and the bold are the ones to be fooled
With a diet of lies by the Kipling school
Watch your money-go-round; watch your money-go-round
But I just
I chill at home I pass on clubs
Trying to get this money right my dollar bills not looking right
It's just enough to make it by but damn I'm trying
comin', yeah
The bitches know how I'm comin'
(Why they call you Tony?)
'Cause I pop shit by my lonely
Pocket full of Crip, blue hunnids, yeah
Money got
loans get art money(imma get money them n****s forever broke)
I like European race cars Chris Tucker money talks
N****s act like h**s nowadays yeah they
on me
Watch how we boss talk
I'm throwing that money ain't nothing for free
That's how you boss walk
That's how you boss walk
Watch how we boss talk
Me
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