Slim Thug - Always Talkin Money lyrics

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Slim Thug - Always Talkin Money lyrics

(Verse) I keep a bad b**h in my Chevy She bad as it looks and she ready I pull a bad broad and eat er like spaghetti My money long, I make it rain like confetti I’m known for diamond dimes to stand on my grind Got some partners locked down, doing fed time Getting bread we know we doin fair crimes Crabs in the bucket, tryna take a G down Homey still stand tall, n***a watch us ball It’s thug boss b**h and Paul Wall Got the Ferrari got parked front door at the mall I’m a friend of Louie store, yea I want it all When they see that new choppa they gon call him Laws This chrome than a b**h, I got style Late nights up in dreams, it’s a daily thing sponsored links Keep the best b**hes and they treat me like a king Know what I mean? (Hook) I’m always talkin money b**h I’m always talkin money b**h, money b**h I’m always talkin money b**h I’m always talkin money b**h, money b**h (Verse) I hit the gas when I hit the gas You know where I’m goin, straight to the cash With that kush is where you find me I ain’t left the house without my gun, system aimless I walk up in the Gucci sto’, smellin like some dro’ Chick from Argentina at the front door, say hello I be stackin up my dough on the low, you don’t know And I’m zonin on the presidential school, movin slow I’m blockin haters like I’m Dwayne Brown My trunk dance like James Brown In the parkin lot they tell me I still hold a crown If you ain’t ridin on elbows then move around They watchin, I know them haters watchin But worryin about what other people thinkin is exhaustin Gold on my neck, no costume I custom with the boss man I’m hustling getting paper, we accustomed how you haters fussin (Hook x2) I’m always talkin money b**h I’m always talkin money b**h, money b**h I’m always talkin money b**h I’m always talkin money b**h, money b**h (Outro) All money n***a Layin in the commerce H Town, Texas I’m triple D raise, H Town favorite No matter what, I’m representing this long star state Mr. Rogers, Slim Thugger Paul Wall, welcome to Tex n***a