Young Buck - Money Talk lyrics

Broadway, Turn my headphones up! It's Buck! I got my face on the newspaper You bought me some new haters Smoking on new flavors Im walking in new gators All of these dudes haters All of their b**hes love us Every TGIFriday's all they do is discuss us Used to stay in the projects, the b**h got a job though Lisa playing numbers thinkin she gon hit lotto Domonique dont speak, she a model But her best friend a freak and she swallow Tw-Twerk Ho (Twerk sum) Twerk Ho! Ask your baby daddy what he buy the work for Pam gotta condo, and we got a bond tho Somethin bout Gloria, her family mexicano! What you know bout meetin the plug at McDonalds? White bricks when you rip back the vinyl. (Uhhh) [Hook:]Jump ball b**h! This the finals. We can win and put the bullsh** behind us Either love me or leave me alone (Twerk sum b**h) Either love me or leave me alone (Twerk sum b**h) You can get it or you can be gone (Twerk sum) You can get it or you can be gone Now be quiet and let the money talk Hey lil buddy excurse me how can ya'll refurse me Im jumpin back, turnin one into two, now where that money at Them ain't no real diamonds boy what you doin with that Hit you with this choppa n***a ain't no comin back (brrap) Soon as I shot him, watched the devil snatch the soul up out him This n***a was a k**a wasn't no ho about him I'm rich on it, like im in that trunk memphis sh**? Gettin lit wit some n***as that im in prison with (AYYE) Yeah, reportin live from behind bars In my cell with a mic shout out to the gaurds (uhh) Doin push ups on the prison yard, ain't bout no f**in games and these n***as know it Got your b**h on my busy list, I love her for it Got her out there buyin sh** she never could afford [Hook]