Strap Da Fool - Money X 4 lyrics

CHORUS Snuck a pint of mud right up in the club We be pouring up we don't give a f*** Ice in Double Cup when we're pouring up Bought a pound of gas just to blow it up (money money money money that money money money money that ) repeat twice Ice in Double Cup when we're pouring up Bought a pound of gas Mud mud mud mud OOLA DA BOSS Double Cups of the mud When I walk up in the club B****** be showing me love Them n***** they knowing what's up Money money money money that money money money money Twenties fifties and hundreds My n***** on ground for the summer My b****** is spoiled They getting whatever they wanna They ride for their daddy and grind for the summer Stacking money we can count that maňana Hop in the 4-wheel or hop in the Hummer N**** you know that I roll with banana Moving the price I be jooging it proper Locking the city that's word to my mama my n**** I'm gone CHORUS Snuck a pint of mud right up in the club We be pouring up we don't give a f*** Ice in Double Cup when we're pouring up Bought a pound of gas just to blow it up (money money money money that money money money money that ) repeat twice Ice in Double Cup when we're pouring up Bought a pound of gas Mud mud mud mud Spodee I got your b**** in the club Politicking with the thugs Filling my body with d** I got this s*** out the mud I'm moving just like a slug I got that lean in my blood In California with my cuz F*** round and met me a plug Give me the pounds and the pints of the perp And then give me the blow You really don't need her She's digging my people so give me your hoe She gave me her money I looked at lil baby like give me some mo I just hit Lennox with Oola We got enough moolah to buy out the store Strap Da Fool Money money money money Thumping thumping through them hundreds We get the s*** in for real Want some codeine we Poppin them seals I got the ratchet it's on me right now I got the pack and it's on me right now Ride with the uzi I'm walking and Louie I swear these little b****** just wiping me down F****** a check and then get it right back When you get money you do it like that Thousand pints in counting white man Want a whole thing count it right then Stripper girls running when we walked in Ten thousand n**** I'm the boss man No cash n**** we ain't talking keep gas major league balling SB Skooly I'm riding round with it on me IO Hawk wit it on me I am not in here lonely And I probably got it on me You are not with it homie You do not really want it Neighborhood c****** homie Got the hood with me homie Private jet to the lake Probably showing up late Diamonds all in my ring Tru on my chain Ya b**** wearing my bandana Like she Bangin from my Phantom Still flipping through the hundreds Still changing all the channels Bankroll Fresh Pull up I'll sell you a half Pull up I'll sell you a bag Pull up I'll sell you a split Pull up I'll sell you a brick I drop a fo and I mix Open my door with the stick Open the door with the hammer Try it for sure we gone blam you I put the two in the Fanta N**** Who new to Atlanta N**** I grew in Atlanta N**** you flew to Atlanta I'm Jimmy Choo in my standards Police be using the scanner In Magic going to take home a dancer Give you a bag for a sample CHORUS Snuck a pint of mud right up in the club We be pouring up we don't give a f*** Ice in Double Cup when we're pouring up Bought a pound of gas just to blow it up (money money money money that money money money money that ) repeat twice Ice in Double Cup when we're pouring up Bought a pound of gas Mud mud mud mud