Gucci Mane - All About The Money lyrics

[Gucci] I'm on my way to see my po I ain't talkin bout probation office Talkin bout my po partner just sent me 3 million dollars (what the f** that mean n***a?) All my hoes go to the beauty parlor Bought my ma a house today Ill buy my auntie one tomorrow I just left the phantom lot I didn't do no paper work 300 k my paper work just like the new boys Im a jerk You bring your girl you'll finish her Cuz like R kelly im a flirt I got work like bape n dem ghetto boy like facin em It aint no mistaken him Hottest boys out drake n him Me juice mane and whaka n dem Ride around with choppas pimp So how the hell you chop or flip you water bluffin water whimp Theres no land next to gucci money just ask whak and shock n dem Early buzz at the door (word) My country boys they want some more (birds) Early in the mornin Later in the evenin Im all about that money man even when im sleeping Im all about that money Don't make me send my goons to gunnin Im all about that money Don't make me send my goons to gunnin [Rick Ross] All about my money n***a run with my monopoly Money my philosophy Cocaine on my property Yeah that b**h a stripper but there so much she can offer me Gave me the connect he send me 77 off for me Money build my confidence Shawty show your compitence Before I get another b**h cause I be on some other sh** Higher than a mother ship Louie in my 7 trae Gucci in my other sh** Gucci pa** the other day 30 rounds then ima hittem I can make a hummer flip I can make 100 flip Thats one bahama trip Make your moma strip Im bout that dead prez So for the bread I make you play a game of simon says Early buzz at the door (word) My country boys they want some more (birds) Early in the mornin Later in the evenin Im all about that money man even when im sleeping Im all about that money Don't make me send my goons to gunnin Im all about that money Don't make me send my goons to gunnin [Gucci] Like batman robbin we be floggin mobbin inside Aston martins Beg your pardon gucci darlin More check than a check-o-slovin Whats your mother f**in problem? Ross and gucci ima rob em How you ganna rob the robbers? These home boys got too much armor We got so much j**elry on We just make your vision dizzy Give your a** a charm and watch it make your fingers pissin [Rick Ross] Damnit boi im spillin krissy yellow b**hes blowin kisses ricky ross about them digits on the stage or in the kitchen Early buzz at the door (word) My country boys they want some more (birds) Early in the mornin Later in the evenin Im all about that money man even when im sleeping Im all about that money Don't make me send my goons to gunnin Im all about that money Don't make me send my goons to gunnin