(Verse)
I’m getting money on these lame n***as
You runnin round broke, that’s a shame n***a
Boy you lookin at the hardest in the game n***a
See me getting to the money and the fame n***a
30 racks on me, I’m about to ball
2 good coupes and I did it for my dawgs
2 bad b**hes and they bout to s** it up
Young n***a in the flesh and I want it all
Fly n***a, I get plenty hoes
Hear these n***as talkin money, I got plenty though
And these n***as hittin on me, I got plenty though
And these flamers that I’m makin, I got plenty mo
Take a look into my eyes, you can see the best
Fat b**h, all between her thighs, Shawty you a mess
Rollie on, you can see the time flyin in the jet
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When it’s up we can talk money, n***a where the check
(Hook x2)
Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes
Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes
Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes
Money, Hoes & Clothes all a n***a know
(Verse)
All a n***a know before we had shows
Benny Jigga and X, money cash hoes
Datta told me to flex on you a**holes
Henny Philly b**hes with s**, we done had those
Made in America, winger hawk in the corner
6’s but I f** with the Metz, cool with the owner
True that you lil b**hes did it, you know the karma
f** me if you wanna, just gonna
Gangstas disown you like sh**, takin the whole 36
Burnin n***as like f** around with a dirty b**h
p**y n***a was mouthin off at the 35th
First I heard he was talkin, next thing I heard he hit
Raw f** up the plot, you know my birdie sh**
Standin pretty shot in the block, nice 30 brick
So many n***as from the block murder sh**
We be thrownin screamin and shooters, we ain’t heardin sh**
Yall ain’t heard this sh**, I got a tux with a perfect fit
Brand new casket and a hearse with
I got shooters for long distance like dirk with it
Youngins tryna live my life, finish rehearsing it
(Hook x2)
Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes
Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes
Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes
Money, Hoes & Clothes all a n***a know