Lyrics:
Yeah
Ah ha
Ey
Inni mini miny mo
Catch that betty by the toe
She see me pull up in a ghost
Everybody put your ones in the sky
Its a toast
Young nigga
e nnete gole kahe
By the way vibe e chenchile ka bonako ke hetsa go umaka mahoko ao
Korokoro koko, mokoko o mo mokokorokoro wa boraro
Mometsi wa ya
anything for here
Chorus
Oh my baby
Is like am going crazy
Mo ti renikeji oh
A Jo ma bibeji oh
Oh my baby
Is like am going crazy
Mo ti renikeji oh
A Jo ma
dey do browsing but we not see who
Make you shut your mouth you dey bluff too much you not get whoo
I Dey my corner dey hustle I'm stacking my money
Flooded out Ion Noah’s ark
I drip when I talk
I drip when I walk
I drip from the cloth
I just drip on these hoes
Then I drip it some mo
Now she
/ I'm just tryna stack paper til it reach the ceiling / if you steady getting cheddar aint a better feeling / mo money mean mo problems disappearing,
been up and fell down
I also lie like people do
Am still here I thank God
Day by day day by day
Money on my mind i wanna make
Wetin I go do just to make
fuckin bills
By any means necessary, gotta see my momma in
Another day, another dollar
Every 24, I'm thinking money and the power
Go on! Get it! Go on!
Since he got caught
Punked up like five new blocks, holding down for it
Kept a nigga straight with money in the books
And them bitches is crooks who
him out
This is the lil' man speaking right now
Yo Timbaland kick it
If it's money to be made I guess I'm the printer
If it's ice to be rocked
This is the lil' man speaking right now
Yo, Timbaland, kick it
If it's money to be made, I guess I'm the printer
If it's ice to be rocked, I guess
yup
The way I grind I cant help getting my money up
Money up coming up coming up
Is this elevator going up yup
Is this elevator going up yup
The way I
valuable
And they not valuable because they got a whole lot of money
Or 'cause somebody, think they sexy
But they valuable 'cause they been created by God
But I was sleepin' on the Son, like a Days Inn.
And you can have the money, and you can have the fame.
For me I want the glory, I'm livin' for
stretch
I got it mastered man
In the hood I'm like plastic man!
Stretch
Fantastic man,
I make the money come faster man!
Yeah
Your favorite bad guy's gone,
masturbatin?
Mascaradin' as the most murderous madman militia
My nigga Twista told me
Monopolize, strategize, maximize, make money to win
With career sinners
just posted by the store
Yeah they pocket watchin' so keep your money on the low
Yeah them jackas and robbers they gon' be knockin at your door
I ain't
on poke she is the Starr of the show
Bands on the floor Drac By The Door yehhh I'm ready to let that bitch blow
I want the money cars clothes hoes draping
understand what i'm doin'
Money in my hand, nigga, 28 grams when i'm rollin'
Been through New York and London and Paris and back
South By Southwes only
You can catch me in the hood smokin' good, posted on the lot
Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block
The hood smokin' good,
some dollars by some drank
Then take it to the head and count that that money for you faint
Yea you know my shit is potent it's hitting like nawlins
always in the streets
Chunkin big B's up making money sittin clean
But now I want better than these mo fuckin streets
I can't build my castle in the mud
For tonight we’re gonna jig
Save your money for the good times lad
Cos i know that there out there
And we’ll leave, yes we’ll leave
And by hook or by
money, yes and no go
Everything real, baby
I can do my promo
She a moving slo-mo
Been bouncing for a bankroll
Sorry, Ma, I can't go
I ain't tricking off
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