Lyrics:
Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
We be them d-boys standing in hallways
We been posted up around here all day
Money making Mitch
Money, money making
Dear Dad, don't get mad,
What I'm asking for
Is by the next semester
Can I get another car ?
This one here is sick'ning
On a wide dual road.
I might
Flip two aces and get two face cards
It happens, chip stackin'
I turn around, see a bunch of chicks clappin'
But a girl walked by, caught my eye
So I
gotta go get this money.
[Verse 3:]
And whatever it takes,
Ace Hood bout money.
How much for the chain?
I spend bout a 100.
See you can dim the lights,
My goodness, my gracious, shell told a beat us with the fat blue racist
Hand full of aces, trumped up dumb trunk white wall paces
Drink till you
of the police in my hood (Luda!)
Everybody on the corner with the work
Slangin' and bangin' in front of that liquor store (oh)
Blowin' money 'cause I live
bitch that I've been trying to hit
Since we was nineteen damn she still fine as shit
Remember at the card tables feeling on my dick
Got pregnant by
Real life
Ace Hood, yea
We the motherfuckin' best, huh?
Lil' bro you know I got you
I made my way from the bottom
And I'm grindin' (I'm
dollas,
Now I was shootin' dice, smokin' on a joint,
I bet wit Yo Gotti,
He hit five straight points,
We ova' here hustlin',
We ova here grindin',
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
Real life
Ace Hood, yea
We the motherfuckin' best, huh?
Lil' bro you know I got you
I made my way from the bottom
And I'm grindin' (I'm
All I want is power
Get this, get this money by the hour
That power, that power, that power
All I want is this power
Money brings me this power
All
Hey Hey
I don't care what nobody say
I'm a be me (be me)
Stay hood, stay raised in the streets
(Cause I'm out here grindin')
Niggas talk about
left with the sighs and trembles
Watching his hard earned money go
Flushes fell on gold like water
Tens they paired and paired again
But the aces
through my headphones
Money long, number one twenty years strong
Fuck a gym, I am him, Andre Young
G5's to 6-4s, Dre got 'em
If the bitch bad I got her
through my headphones
Money long, number one twenty years strong
Fuck a gym, I am him, Andre Young
G5's to 6-4s, Dre got 'em
If the bitch bad I got her
(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above)
Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh)
[Beanie Sigel]
Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here
Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys
they ant
Yup, give em that crack, make 'em come back (Get ova here!)
Just scraped these six figures out the road smithe on the set
Hmm, like LL, I'm in
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
Why you sweatin so hard? Is you rollin or somethin.
Shit well baby I might be. But got damn what is you doin. You jockin a playa. You ch-Chewy ova here
might never see tomorrow, I'm in the ghetto (ghetto), I'm in the ghetto (ghetto),
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
See I went straight to the pros who done done it
Flip two aces and get two face cards
It happens, chip stackin'
I turn around, see a bunch of chicks clappin'
But a girl walked by, caught my eye
So I
was famous
My naked wrist look like it got
Hit by a couple of paintas
Im gettin money but the fact
That im gangsta nevea changes
I goy my Locs on waitin
show up
Money coming fast, hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Respected by every hood
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