Lyrics:
yet
You can have them by the sack
Coins that haven't been minted yet
That you never have to give back
Money, money, money, money, money, money
I got love for my brothers like drake and josh
After all the money I'll see who is fake or not
Break bread with each other you know we ain't have
Once upon a time there lived an old miser man
By the name of Silas Stingy
He carried all his money in a little black box
Which was heavy
invited or there's no admission
We know tradition
We spend money so don't try to compete if you're in no position
I wish you would listen
I take you
finna change shit
Often they be up, on my Carter 3 Wayne shit
Gotta switch it up
I can't stay in one lane bitch
They talk to me but money is my only
in
And I'ma go hard, and I'ma go hard
And I'ma go hard, and I'ma go hard
First off
You know what it is if you heard Drake
Making hoes wobble
overnighters right by the motel
Drug money outfit, record clean
Spend it all on me and my fuckin' team
Matchin' Rollies for real, matchin' Rovers for real
I met her in Atlanta she was a dancing in a cafe
With a price tag on her body and a tombstone in her eye
You could tell she was not happy by
drive by, when I drive by, I kill these niggas
My style line is makin' me money
Hey, why, oh, why? Oh, why, already?
Gotta let 'em know, let 'em know
overnighters right by the motel
Drug money outfit, record clean
Spend it all on me and my fuckin' team
Matchin' Rollies for real, matchin' Rovers for real
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (Yeah)
Money, money I got, money
played to play that
Bullshit over and over and over, and when
I say that bullshit on me, what
I'm saying is: We love Drake
Drake is great he a great artist
up by 30
Clean the money, it was dirty
Off the mud, I was dirty
Off the drink, it was dirty
Rockin' around with Drake, sippin' drink
And I'm fuckin'
'Cause one of us goes in
And we all go through it
Drizzy got the money, so Drizzy gonna pay it
Those my brothers, I ain't even gotta say it
That's just
something mean for this one boy
[VERSE 1: DRAKE]
Chances Are Most of the day you was lying around
i made money thats why these girls eyeing me down
by
(So sweet!)
You type and hit the backspace, shawty got a bad face
You act but it's a bad take, my boy Rob got mad drakes
Jungle stealin' mad drakes
bullshit over
And over and over and when
I say that bullshit, what I’m saying is: we
Love Drake, Drake is great he’s a great
Artist but Frank Ocean is great
Big drip big whip big ice big bank
EZZY MONEY
My drip is so hard you can’t stand by me
(big drip)
My whip is so hard you can’t park by me
(skurt)
My
the street, yeah, yeah
This shit here gettin' deep, yeah, yeah
I got the pool right by the beach, yeah, yeah
My nigga said, "Fool, that's the ocean," yeah
I
from?
Who's it gonna go to?
Ain't beatin', but I'm being eatin' by
Money, oh yeah
Big big money, woo
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Some of that big
钱能命令精英模仿猩猩摆弄拼音
We made the world stay by word play
别把我们当成坠客(DRAKE)因为爱坠(DRE)
Money 褪色也能造就斯文败类
自我膨胀因为几场私人派对
攻击对峙 还不如更新配置
对吗
钱能让你rich也能让你累死
对吧
你想着妹子
我在跟 Mai 的beats 对话
(Two divided by zero, zero)
(Two divided by zero, zero, zero)
Let's not go home, we'll catch the late train
I've got enough money to pay all
feel like a game.
Or take a long vacation to san tropez,
And think of all the money I made.
By making groovy movies,
By making groovy movies,
By
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