Hell Rell - Money Grows On Trees lyrics

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Hell Rell - Money Grows On Trees lyrics

Hook: b**hes think our money grow on trees Cuz they see the kinda paper that I blow on V's Get a Bentley (Let's go) Cop a Porsche (Let's go) Bring it through the block, show 'em you a boss (Here we go) Uh-huh, these n***az think our money got no limits Chain so bright, sh** ain't even got no pendant I spent 50 (what you spent) I dropped 100 (Let's go) f** what I spent, I'm that n***a, you love it Quarter key in the pot, drop it to the bottom Can't pay her bills, sh**, that's that hooker's problem I think the hook'll drop 'em, plus I got a mean jab He said his flow is crack, put that sh** in rehab n***a you jacked your whole style Your life kinda cheap, you look like you cost 4 thou I'm rollin' through, smokin' too, drop Ferrari, ocean blue Venice Beach, 50 freaks, condo got a ocean view Yes sir, no sir, speak when spoken to Stupid n***a gon' k** himself if I told him to Squeeze 8 in ya face I hate a p**y but respect a p**y n***a that'll stay in his place We got chefs, you still eating shrimp and broccoli for dinner you couldn't ball harder than me if you was a lottery winner And I ain't stingy with the money n***a. come get cake Damn, how many diamonds can one wrist take Hook: b**hes think our money grow on trees Cuz they see the kinda paper that I blow on V's Get a Bentley (Let's go) Cop a Porsche (Let's go) Bring it through the block, show 'em you a boss (Here we go) Uh-huh, these n***az think our money got no limits Chain so bright, sh** ain't even got no pendant I spent 50 (what you spent) I dropped 100 (Let's go) f** what I spent, I'm that n***a, you love it