Money Makin Nique - Hugo Boss lyrics

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Money Makin Nique - Hugo Boss lyrics

[Hook: Money Makin' Nique] I'm head to toe in Hugo Boss (yeah) I pull up in coupes I gotta floss (yeah) I need all the money don't want no off day (I'm on my grind) The sh** I wanna drive, its only five made I had to boss up and get my mind straight Every day my b**h dress like a prom date (I'm on my grind) [Bridge: Money Makin' Nique] I got the sickest Bimmer I got the sickest Audi I want the sickest Charger Yours 30 mines 40 What we doin' gettin' money Okay let's get it started I spray the car, it's wet Jumped out the water like a dolphin [Verse 1: Money Makin' Nique] Oh my God this f** n***a tryna rob Gon' make me pick up my all damn shells I got it on me if you can't tell I hit 'em up like Blu Cantrell Boy I got a deal I ain't have to use the Migo flow I was being broke, I ran my sh** up breaking penal codes I could make that girl bend My girl got a girlfriend Chloe sneakers curls in Bimmer blue like whirlwind Boy I need that cash I don't care 'bout how yo world spin I still will push the damn mid f** makin' words blend [Hook] I'm head to toe in Hugo Boss (yeah) I pull up in coupes I gotta floss (yeah) I need all the money don't want no off day (I'm on my grind) The sh** I wanna drive, its only five made I had to boss up and get my mind straight Every day my b**h dress like a prom date (I'm on my grind) [Bridge 2: Money Makin Nique] I want the sickest Lambo I want the sickest 'Rarri I want the sickest Harley Yours 30 mines 40 What we doin' gettin' money Okay let's get it started Boss n***a bad a**istant f**in' in the office [Verse 2: Money Makin Nique'] Of course it's young n***a, Guyanese Me and my money Siamese All us hustlers, it's a dying breed Super Bowl, not cla** rings IFA pray that Ogun Walk with a n***a so my foes doomed When I die build a pyramid And then under it build my own tomb Got street n***as up in Whole Foods Match my Ballys with gold wool Diamonds frozen this a whole pool Tryna get them canary sh**s That turn yellow like Goku Hills of cash I'ma blow through 'em Dick put holes through ya hoe's womb No patience cash so soon [Hook: Money Makin' Nique] I'm head to toe in Hugo Boss (yeah) I pull up in coupes I gotta floss (yeah) I need all the money don't want no off day (I'm on my grind) The sh** I wanna drive, its only five made I had to boss up and get my mind straight Every day my b**h dress like a prom date (I'm on my grind)