Money Move (feat. Nessly)

Go 'head, O

Danny, I see you

On some cash, what I'm running through

Bands, make that money move

Dance, make that honey groove

Pussy tastes like honeydew

With these racks I see straight through you

You thought that shit was make believe

All this guap I got on me, it make these bitches want to see

Hold up

Diamonds flooded on my ring (on my ring) check

I got money for my team

Women is so delicious

Swimmin' in different bitches (swimmin')

I'ma get here easy (I'ma get)

Audemar on my wrist

Yeah Audemar on my wrist

Got a new bitch, suck dick

Autopilot in a spaceship

Bad lil' baby, can you face it?

Hop in the Tesla, I put it in coupe

Baby, what the hell did you do?

What the hеll did I do to you?

Why can't you just keep it real, keep the truth? Yuh

Keeping it the truth, yuh (keeping it)

Keeping it truе, yuh (keeping it keep-)

Keeping it true, yuh (keeping it true)

Keeping it true, yuh (yeah)

Huh, yuh, yuh

Keeping it true with me (keeping it, keeping it)

Keeping it true with me (true)

Too many holes in my jeans

On some cash, what I'm running through

Bands, make that money move

Dance, make that honey groove

Pussy tastes like honeydew

With these racks, I see straight through you (yeah)

You thought that shit was make believe

All this guap I got on me, it make these bitches want to see (yeah, yeah)

**** flexing Gucci that they bought on Grailed (hee)

Same price for your Gucci, pay my brother bail (ooh)

Pull up in a Batmobile, I feel like Christian Bale (ooh, yeah)

I just poured the Wockhardt in the Ginger Ale (yeah, yeah)

Got 30 texts 'bout money, thought it was chain mail (hey, yeah)

These bitches think I'm feeling them, I can't read braille (hey, yeah)

Show me hifey, pussy taste like diced peach (mwah)

Diamonds white bleach, diamonds made my Sprite pink (yeah)

I just made a chain and I ditched it (ooh)

Yuh, I just fucked her friend and went distant (facts)

Yuh, Phantom and the Ghost, superstitious (big racks)

I fucked the most, too many hoes, put 'em in Guinness

On some cash, what I'm running through

Bands, make that money move

Dance, make that honey groove

Pussy tastes like honeydew

With these racks I see straight through you

You thought that shit was make-believe

All this guap I got on me, it make these bitches want to see

On some cash, what I'm running through

Bands, make that money move

Dance, make that honey groove

Pussy tastes like honeydew

With these racks, I see straight through you

You thought that shit was make believe

All this guap I got on me, it make these bitches want to see

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