Mike Will Made It - Playin With The Money lyrics

[Verse 1] I feel like Eazy with these locs on Lookin for some dusty sh** to smoke on She's so fine, need a bad b**h to poke on I love trap b**hes, this a grown folk song Put yo hands up if your money real long Put yo lighter up if you smoking real strong Got this strong pack here like Incredible Hulk Red diamonds on my wrist matched these red chucks And if a duck weren't up to be a dead duck They call me Guwap cause I got my bread up I put a dude up and I do up in a red cup These n***as playin games, now they got me fed up [Hook] Playin with the money, playin with the money Havin money n***a, I ain't havin paper problems Playin with the money, playin with the money I'm havin paper n***a, I ain't havin paper problems If I was going broke n***a I'll rob ya If I was going broke n***a I'll rob ya If you need some work fool n***a I'll front ya If you need some work fool n***a I'll front ya [Verse 2] It's Gucci Mane the playa, feel like Nino at the cop Only difference bout it, I'm the East Atlanta jug Used to get the work and the pills came from Florida And you my protégé but I can never ride a Mazda Hoppin doors with your main hoes, calamari pasta In the Ferrari California, sittin on Forgiatos And your girlfriend said she pregnant but you know you not the father If my plug would have been a p**y, then I would have robbed him Got them green and white Air Max 95's cause I just came from Boston Try to follow me on I85, well f** ya I done last ya Amigo say don't like to f** with blunts cause all these n***as didn't cross school I cross the trash, ran up the set These hoes say that I'm awesome [Hook]