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Hoodrich Pablo Juan - J-Money lyrics

[Hook]
I got the trap doing numbers, I made a million off onions
Watch how they fall in the fall, we get so hot in the summer
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I'm cooking them chicken dumplings, my pockets on chunky monkey
I'm selling the work so fast, they fronting, they keeping it coming
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I got the J-money, I got the J-money

[Verse 1]
They knocking my door off the hinges
These junkies aggressive, but friendly
I'm serving them out of tell Bentley
But tailor-made clothes like I'm Fonzworth Bentley
The shoes that I'm wearing, Givenchy
Don't give no f**, keep your opinion
Trapping and dabbing, b**h, I'm the plug
Man, I'm looking for career, Simmons
I got more boot than a Timberland
I'm beating this track like I'm Timbaland
I'm working my wrist and I'm spinning
The junkies, they coming, they spending it
I got the J-money
Yeah, I got the rich, I get money
This ain't no trap for no J-money
I got the plug money
Hang with the robbers and drug money
You get took off of the plug money
This ain't no J-money
They calling me Mr. Bentley, I got the J running
Cook it like Benihana fried cucumbers
I know what you did last summer
I had to put back on my mask
I rob me a n***a from Columbia
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[Hook]
I got the trap doing numbers, I made a million off onions
Watch how they fall in the fall, we get so hot in the summer
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I'm cooking them chicken dumplings, my pockets on chunky monkey
I'm selling the work so fast, they fronting, they keeping it coming
I got the J-money, I got the J-money

[Verse 2]
Wholesale and retail
Leaking the brick, the trappers and J-money
But scheming Givenchy
MuMu, Cartier to play money
Go to the border to get the bricks
Selling so fast that they stay fronting
I'm drunk in love, f**ing with the rock
I got Beyonce and Jay money
Go to 85, no Jimmy Carter
Capp, when I put the birds in the water
Serving your auntie and f**ing your daughter
They come to the door with the dollars and quarters
Breaking the brick and the onions
Break a onion down to twenty-eight
Selling grams in a 2-for-$5
I got the Frosted Flakes, they say it's great

[Hook]
I got the trap doing numbers, I made a million off onions
Watch how they fall in the fall, we get so hot in the summer
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I'm cooking them chicken dumplings, my pockets on chunky monkey
I'm selling the work so fast, they fronting, they keeping it coming
I got the J-money, I got the J-money

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