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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Money Man
Money Man
Performer
Yung Bleu
Yung Bleu
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Biddle
Jeremy Biddle
Songwriter
Tysen Jay Bolding
Tysen Jay Bolding
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Section 8
Section 8
Producer
Dez Wright
Dez Wright
Producer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
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Lyrics

I want the money I want the money, yeah She say that the money really don't mean shit to her She just want a nigga who gon' say some real shit to her She done had rich niggas, she done had bitch niggas (yeah) I done put niggas in a hearse, I'm a gravedigger Call me Big Paulie, like the mob, I'm a made nigga Fuck all of the Fendi and Dior, that shit worthless She ain't really shallow, she ain't looking on the surface I be in Hawaii on the board, I be surfing She just want knowledge, she don't really want a Birkin I was down bad, had no food, stomach hurting I was on the prowl, I was scheming, I was lurking Let me put you on a lil' info right now Go and get yourself a lil' crypto right now Could've had a couple hundred thousand in your bank account Could've had a couple foreign cars you was renting now Could've had a couple lil' spots you was renting out I just copped a fluffy Frenchie, that was for my main lady Gotta get the watch bust down, I can't plain jane it Gotta get some M's right now, I can't keep waiting Gotta keep it real with yourself, you can't keep faking Game ain't free, you gotta pay, that's how you 'preciate it Burning in a Rolls-Royce truck, this shit depreciating Pull up to the club, and you know I'm real inebriated I done took this street shit nationwide, I done elevated Had to take the stairs, they ain't let me take the elevator I was dead poor, now a nigga getting hella paper Had to take the stairs, they ain't let me take the elevator I be at the crib tryna clear my mind, meditating She say that the money really don't mean shit to her She just want a nigga who gon' say some real shit to her She done had rich niggas, she done had bitch nigga I done put niggas in a hearse, I'm a gravedigger Call me Big Paulie, like the mob, I'm a made nigga Fuck all of the Fendi and Dior, that shit worthless She ain't really shallow, she ain't looking on the surface I be in Hawaii on the board, I be surfing I'ma put you on a lil' street thing right now Hanging out your door just like a keychain right now Nigga better pipe down, I can get you wiped down You can't get my phone number, bitch, I ain't Mike Jones She got a lil' booty with them jeans and them tights on (tights) Fuck her with a bonnet on her head and a nightgown (night) I been on that money, man, all my niggas swipe now She just went and got a BBL and she right now Can I get some head? Just some head from you right now Got two bad bitches laying in the bed, fuck me right now I can't wait to kill the show, just so I can kill this hoe Hit her with the give-and-go, pass her to my lil' bro I fuck with her 'cause she do me better I fuck with her 'cause she do me better And she see these diamonds, it make her wetter She gon' try to treat you like a lame if you let her I was splurging on these hoes, I ain't know any better Broke my heart to pieces, now I'm tryna hold it together I ain't trust, I had to fuck her with the pole on the dresser She say that the money really don't mean shit to her She just want a nigga who gon' say some real shit to her She done had rich niggas, she done had bitch niggas (yeah) I done put niggas in a hearse, I'm a gravedigger Call me Big Paulie, like the mob, I'm a made nigga Fuck all of the Fendi and Dior, that shit worthless She ain't really shallow, she ain't looking on the surface I be in Hawaii on the board, I be surfing
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