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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BigWalkDog
BigWalkDog
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alvin McCloud Kennedy
Alvin McCloud Kennedy
Songwriter
Bunny Sigler
Bunny Sigler
Songwriter
Dajour Jamal Walker
Dajour Jamal Walker
Songwriter
Paul-Emanuel Virga
Paul-Emanuel Virga
Songwriter
Phil Hurtt
Phil Hurtt
Songwriter
Sabir Faizi
Sabir Faizi
Songwriter
Jeffrey Paik
Jeffrey Paik
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Mastering Engineer
Salvador "Better Call Sal" Majail
Salvador "Better Call Sal" Majail
Mixing Engineer
Aero
Aero
Producer
Jeffrey Paik
Jeffrey Paik
Producer
Paul Monstereal
Paul Monstereal
Producer
Safipullup
Safipullup
Producer

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(Ayo, safi, pull up) hot, hot, hot (hey) Tell me you know what it cost The trenches what made me a boss, ho, I live in a loft Somethin' to us, ho, I come from the South Where they bumpin' Gucci Mane, gold in his mouth If I hit your hands, I'll cut my eyes off You ain't touchin' no pape', we don't need him at all (at all) Way too balanced out here to be fallin' Don't think shit sweet when you seein' this smile Damn near 50K cash in my mouth (bling) That's like a quick lil' trip to the house Just talked to granddaddy, he told me he proud Watch oyster, perpetual, gold on the dial (wow) Feel like this money got hold of me now In the car, fresh exhaust, I control how it growl (rrt) Feel like the skreets want me there all the time If he thinkin' shit sweet, catch him, blow out his mind (ah) Prr, this ain't a ho on the line I know how it feel to never drop dimes (I know how it feel) Even when you touch Ms, you gotta be quiet I'm BigWalk, you know I be walkin' with iron I just heard a rumor somebody go slidin' How you get around niggas and start tellin' lies? Makin' a war story, talkin' 'bout crimes Before I go, promise we burn this shit down (hot) On another note, weed smoke burnin' my eye All this shit in my pocket, look like I got thighs And she want the shoe with the C on the side (Chanel) We pull up Escalade, V with it ridin' Got a 100K cash, nigga, speak on me now If I add the ice, this shit like 300 thou' (hot) All these dead presidents up in my house Say I probably should go call the Ghostbusters out Feel like this money got hold of me now, feel like this money got hold of me now Feel like this money got hold of me now (hey), got hold of me now, got hold of me now Feel like this money got hold of me now, feel like this money got hold of me now Feel like this money got hold of me now, got hold of me now, got hold of me now (hey) All this shit gettin' old to me now At the top of the mornin' I'm countin' a thou' (top of the mornin') Before you could blink, they'll let off some shots (hot, hot, hot, hot) You don't wanna get whacked, better throw in the towel Gettin' all of this cash got me feelin' like a cow (woo) Put your feet in my shoes, they won't come out the ground (yeah) Niggas thought that was it, so I know they a clown I just rolled up a loose with a Key Lime Pie (yeah) Feel like this money got hold of me now, feel like this money got hold of me now Feel like this money got hold of me now (hey), got hold of me now (hey), got hold of me now (hey) Feel like this money got hold of me now, feel like this money got hold of me now Feel like this money got hold of me now, got hold of me now, got hold of me now (hey) Feel like this money got hold of me now, feel like this money got hold of me now Feel like this money got hold of me now, got hold of me now (hey), got hold of me now (hey) Feel like this money got hold of me now, feel like this money got hold of me now Feel like this money got hold of me now (hey), got hold of me now (hey), got hold of me now (hey)
Writer(s): Dajour Walker, Sample Sample, Sabir Faizi, Paul-emanuel Virga, Jeffrey Paik, Alvin Kennedy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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