Luu Breeze - Money Made Me Do It lyrics

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Luu Breeze - Money Made Me Do It lyrics

[Verse 1] Pilot Mode Muzik First party That's right, that's right Ha Ha Oh yeah Oh oh Fly spur That's my name ho Pilot mode Lil' n***a know who I'm reppin for Green light we on the go Toilet paper we on the roll Couple stacks when we on the roll (right) No I never made honour roll And no I do not honour hoes You tricking if you got it f**ing up the game cause these lanes k**a tucking Uh I'm a monster Uh shaka laka blacka blacka Roll with shottas not imposters Bought a villa and a plane too And a car how you think I came through Ya'll thought I was on some bullsh** I guess that's what this fame do I guess that's what this ice does I guess that's why she came through I guess I'm about to k** the game They gonna play this at your funeral No hard feelings Business as usual Never like like I wasn't built for cubicles p**y, money, weed ho Ask Luu Breeze he knows f** you call me C-Lo Jack a** like I'm Steve-o [Hook] Bought a car Bought a yacht Bought a plane Bought a villa Bought a crib Money made me do it (x4) [Verse 2] Luu ue uwe how you gwan so wicked Went from pissing in the hallway now about to own a building I mean damn how you do it Baby saying damn how you do that when you do that what you do Yeah that greenery will change your whole scenery dig it 3 girls two nights first cla** kick it I'm a first come first serve first party with a King Kong ding dong ding a ling Sling a give you more than a little bit With a condom on Tony Danza who the boss Whatchu calling on put that pinky put it on same time You me on it pull it on the same time Ha ha Deuce Bigalo male gigolo Just bought a bed and a ho who's a centre fold Bend her over we in indigo make sine fold Talk of Toronto but you didn't know [Hook] [Verse 3] I know they don't want not problems I'm done but cut with the money call it When sits on it p**y as n***a I show you how to do it Just put your wrist into it Cool boys thats three phantoms Anything less well god damn Some trade with the lotto I go where he go I'mma hang out with all these models I must be day dreaming But the funny thing is I'mma day dream about car got, crib What Im gonna do with all this sh** What Im gonna do with all this money What Im gonna do with all these chicks I might blow it though (and I will) But who knows though See it's like my ice tea with my coco I'm cool with when I ride slow Swerving the lanes with double cup Smoking kush with my eyes low [Hook]