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Money Man
Money Man
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Colm Whyte
Colm Whyte
Composer
Joel Anthony Puente
Joel Anthony Puente
Composer
Tysen Jay Bolding
Tysen Jay Bolding
Lyrics

Lyrics

Yeah PUA hitting made 45K Nigga, just in one day, got some addys in the A Bought some OVO Jordans, same day Bought the Drac', same day dropped a tape Got credit with the doctor, I can snatch a bitch waist On a psychedelic drug, I be goin' up to space Burnin' Peanut Butter Cup, I'm just smokin' for the taste In the Trackhawk Jeep, I just bought it just to race Got skills online, I be hackin' in banks I'm a real-ass nigga, but my SS fake I'm a real-ass nigga, but my ID fake Nigga grew up in the hood, we was shootin' in crates I ain't doin' no shows, I ain't takin' no dates I don't talk behind your back, I'ma say it in your face Burnt out the jugg, gotta hit another state I done hit her two hours, now I gotta take a break Nigga just smacked, now I'm smokin' on the vape Let's do it Had to work out, had to lose a little weight When I was down bad, yeah, a nigga had to take They gon' fuck around and make a nigga get irate I just want what's in between your legs, that shit tempting Everybody pulled up in this car, don't you attempt it Big boss nigga, I can claw the bitch up Got a Ruger on me now, I'll fire a nigga up Fuck around and make me have to tie a nigga up Plug ran out, we done bought them bitches up My wifey tellin' me I'm a bad influence to my son 'Cause he walked in the closet, found a hundred-round drum All this Louis V on me, I could never be a bum I'm a millionaire nigga, but I came from the slums Made 250 from a motherfuckin' iPhone Stole some iPads, kept the rent paid and the lights on Damn, she lookin' good with the polka-dot tights on Fucked a bad chick, I ain't have to put my ice on Took the hard route, I ain't have no one to lean on She just wanna vent, she just wanna get her freak on Took her to the beauty shop to get her lil' feet done After that, we pulled up to the bank just to swipe somethin' Let's do it Had to work out, had to lose a little weight Now I am down bad, yeah, a nigga had to take They gon' fuck around and make a nigga get irate I just want what's in between your legs, that shit tempting Everybody pulled up in this car, don't you attempt it
Writer(s): Tysen Bolding, Joel Puente, Colm Whyte Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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