Solomon Childs - My Money Long lyrics

[Solomon Childs] Say s**y, I would like to get to know you But my mama said, I shouldn't speed Your last man had a bald spot like Rasheed Centipede, your body baby, work it like a centipede You the drill sergeant, and I'm the private And I'mma stay on my job, like a real man You ain't got to listen to nobody, man About your man, baby, listen lady Or even sing to you like Tyrese Every other day, all kinds of exotic treats Summertime, Bentley soft top Gucci loafers on, South American rocks By the beaches, and we ain't gotta come back til they sent us subpeonas [Hook: Solomon Childs] My money long... I'll buy you a house... a car... Some diamonds... and a little dog... My money long... I'll take you where your man can't take you... I'll buy you what your man can't afford... Baby, roll with me... you'll never be bored... My money long... [Solomon Childs] Nowadays I'm holding my own, little mama I'm grown, I see the stubborn in you Your independant a**, I just pray you make it home Cuz this a big city and you ain't but so big But you don't care, cuz in your eyes You can make it here, you can make it anywhere But I need you to understand That you rolling like the President's wife now And all kinds of dudes gon' test you, now All kinds of girls, gon' test you now Make me look out to be a dog When I just wanna kiss From the princess, like I'm a frog My money long [Hook 2X]