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Money this, money that Money's everything Money this, money that Money's everything Yeah Yeah, I'm sorry that I move slow Frozen, so I drip slow Ten toes down with the Uzi on the payload (ck-ck, brr) See the money, grab that money Call that shit case closed (ching-ching) Zeros with the commas in the bank, I want this closed B to the B, to the N, to the O, I got mon- I ditch a deal, label said I have a mark on my back I'm staying indie, opposite of lazy, that's quite a fact I pipe a rugby thot 'cause she be always throwing it back (skr) Knick-knack, patty whack, C-class, Jack Black For ten, amateurs playin' on you still I got a headshot Baby Bass Pro Shop, cold head, crock pot Tweaking in the ballroom, had to hit the guap trot Well, I'm glad I'm quite the hotshot B to the B, to the N, to the O, I got mon- Yeah, the hardest part is keepin' it 'Cause all I ever do is want more, more, more 'Til you saw me at the club And throwing hundreds, ain't believing that Was maybe sweeping it This baby score, score, score I'm a big bad down type of money, make it mass (woo) Had a race to a milli', well, bitch, I did it fast Ha-ha-ha-ha (huh?) I'll be honest, did it last And your girl and I got chemistry She came and then she had it (skrrt) B to the B, to the N, to the O, I got mon- (yeah) I got cheat codes, how to get freak hoes? I sip tea, not coffee in a peacoat Talk the eco, now I mix gin and tonics I'll be honest, my life a comic And it seems like when I flip a page, I get another bag And I'm in another country and I'm somehow getting laid I'm jumping around and yeah, she swag I'm doing that, she getting paid I do it again, I do it again, I do it again This baby's rich, I'll pay B to the B, to the N, to the O, I got mon- Woah, woah Found a lady and she's awesome Go, go, find another, got an option Oh, oh, yes, I started from the bottom No, no (hey, can I talk to you for a minute?) I said please, baby, may I have you? And you don't have to get me teased Baby, I can see it from the far I'm on my knees, baby My last girlfriend suck my dick but slightly beast, baby (huh, it's true) B to the B, to the N, to the O, I got mon- (bbno$, whoops) B-B-B to the B, to the N, to the O, I got mon-
Writer(s): Alexander Gumuchian, Garrett Hartnell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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