Beezi Montana - Married2Money lyrics

[Chorus: Beezi Montana] I'm married to money I love when we cuddle I love them hundreds, running up commas They coming in by the bundle Making love to these numbers My pockets on bubble, making it double Yes, you can come get you a couple Me and money a good couple [Verse 1: Beezi Montana] In love with money, don't you understand Need a rubberband to wrap around them bands f** going out, I love counting up Might switch the whip, might mount it up Married to it, got a wedding ring Giving good to me, got me everything I got love for Ms. Mary Jane But ain't no cheating on my main thang Might catch me laid back chilling Smoking dope, I don't blow the [?] I will never fold, never break the code Tryna save money, not save hoes Grinding hard, got on the same clothes that a n***a had on yesterday Pulling moves, tryna get some food And a p**y n***a better not touch the plate It's a homerun when I touch the plate If you ain't talking money, it ain't much to say Gotta smoke a blunt before I brush my teeth And gotta count a stack before I wash my face Everyday I wake up on a money mission, everything I want I'm finna go and get it Them stupid bands I be playing with it All in them [?] when I be laying in it [Chorus] I'm married to money I love when we cuddle I love them hundreds, running up commas They coming in by the bundle Making love to these numbers My pockets on bubble, making it double Yes, you can come get you a couple Me and money a good couple [Verse 2: Spaceman T] You n***as in trouble, my money done doubled These hundreds I trust 'em, f** n***as can't trust 'em These hundreds important We f** and we cuddle, on top of the covers Got two types of hundreds, the blues and the old ones I can't ever fold em, my pockets is swollen Your b**h she was stolen, Ben Franklin stolen Let's f** up some commas, she f** with them stunnas Cause she know we got it, I'm plugged to the socket Straight trappin' and dabbin', yeah that's not an option Trap sound like an option, more green on me like I'm playing for Boston Speaking 'bout robbing, you better be cautious Spaceman the kid ain't taking no losses Burner on me leave you smoking like coffee Smoking on gas, you can smell this sh** on me Stunt Gang the team, my n***as 10 hundred Commas so long, my sh** [?] Mo' money Mo' money, I keep this sh** coming [?]. I keep this sh** on me My [?], now your b**h she feeling me She saw the money, now your b**h she feeling me [Chorus] I'm married to money I love when we cuddle I love them hundreds, running up commas They coming in by the bundle Making love to these numbers My pockets on bubble, making it double Yes, you can come get you a couple Me and money a good couple