Lyrics:
Money what you expect when ya hustle tight hustle tight
Money what you expect she gone do it twice
Get a nigga tight it a change a life
Its money what
Money tight don't feel right
Richest man has no fight alone
Material things don't matter
If your heart don't get that patter in your bones
Money
looks like bad luck
Got-a hold on you".
Money's too tight to mention.
I can't get an unemployment extension.
Money's too tight to mention.
I went
tight with your money
'Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
And you ain't hot enough for me
And you ain't fly enough for me
And you're too tight with
ain't fly enough for me
And you're too tight with your money
Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
And you ain't hot enough for me
And you ain't fly
bad luck got a hold on you
Money's too tight to mention
I can't get an unemployment extension
Money's too tight to mention
I went to my brother
tight
The money never light
I'm a shadow in the night
With the glock by my side
Yeah my clothes fit tight
The money never light
I'm a shadow in the night
Independent hot gal weh worth it
Fucking a rich bitch pussy and the pussy tight
Money ain't a thing yea the money right
Gal a seh she miss the buddy suh she
ain't fly enough for me
And you're too tight with your money
Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
And you ain't hot enough for me
And you ain't fly
It's LX5, bitch
LX5, that's a tasty bite
Pussy tight, money right
LX5, that's a tasty bite
Pussy tight, money right
Baby got grippin rights
Killing
Stackin’ my paper tight
Make money, make money all night
How it feel, how it feel, how it feel
Brown paper, brown paper bill
Stackin’ my paper tight
I been out here
For so long
Had it all my life
I'm too scared to move on
Leaving you behind
Got me on god
Money's always tight
But I always pop off
I'm just tryna' live my best life
Get my money tight and make sure everything is nice
I'm just tryna' live my best life
But everyone around me never
Uhh
Bright day mood tight, I'm bout to blend in
Weather nice I'm feeling good, don't you ask why
Dressed tight money in, for the season
Looking good
living the good life, good life
Everything is tight, money right
Everybody want to be by you're side, trying to ride
Such a good life, good life
When
your love that I want to hold tight
Money
Happy to always guide you here
Money
The wind spreads through the trees
Money
You make me so happy and safe
So
it like all might
Old clothes getting real tight
Get money yeah I try
Bread growing like it’s rye
Bitches eyeing me
Why you lying
Please stop crying
hi nuh
Chorus
Di whine yuh gi mi gal make mi spend money
Di tight pants make me spend money
Yuh bam bam make me spend money
Oh baby oh make me spend
Everyday is 420 if you living right
Always got some green, even though money's tight
Grind it, roll it, light it up
Crush it, lick it, spark it up
Everybody's got money probs
But who knows how to solve 'em
Sell ya soul or ya body, but
Everybody wanna hold 'em, tight
If money had a special
Told my mama we gon' make it (Make it)
Still remember them day's we was paper chasin' (Paper chasin')
Money tight I couldn't afford no braces
Summer nights
City lights
60 in a 45
I'm fuckin' high
I know that I'm not your type
That's alright
I know that the money tight
We gon survive
Summer
round up tight trying to get that money right
I'll be happy when I see the stress is gone
But the devils won't let 'em learn right from wrong
When I
my hands, it's like kids with some toys
I could fly to the sky but I'm just a fucking faggot, faggot
Keeping my money tight but I'm just a fucking
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