Three 6 Mafia - Never Too Much Money lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane & DJ Paul] Yweah... BURRR... uhh.. Yeeah Gucci Mane, Hypnotized Minds, remix remix boy [Bridge: x8] Never too much Three.. Three 6 Mafia [Verse 1: DJ Paul] I went to L.A., sh** freaked me out Came back the next week n***a, bought me a house And I still representing living in the south So n***a get that Hollywood sh** out your mouth Cause if you had it like me, you would do it like me Ronald Ross, f** hoes, blow blow like me Paparazzi, most wanted, TMZ like me Reality TV show like me, about me! [Verse 2: Juicy J] I'm trying to get me a couple millions Or a billion Stunting on you haters with my gold face grilling Juicy J the man, [?] In your neighbourhood, with a fine a** brazilian Got the drug money mane, so I gotta spend it Fli-Flip that, get it back, I'm open for your business Drumma Boy, Memphis Tenn, yeah we in the building Trying to stack this cheese real high to the ceiling [Hook: Gucci Mane x2] I can't stop, I won't stop I keep getting money Never too much, never too much money I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting Never too much, never too much money [Verse 3: Project Pat] Yeah, It's your boy Project Pat'a The game I never [?], guns they go click clack 15 pounds of Cali Purp, can you flip that? Yeah her booty real fat, n***a wanna stick that 25 stacks, make it rain, can you tip that? Loui's on my face, and a pair on my feet-on Wolf dogs on the streets, lambs that get eat on Don't pay your bills, and you end up in the street man Dumb n***as don't care, living for the week-on Green candy, chrome rims, hoes started speak-on Big booty mix brah, brains like a [?] Benjam'ans in rubber bands what I'm seek-on Rolls'ey Royce, watch how gucci get [?] [Verse 4: Yung Joc] I just can't get enough, just can't get enough Hundred racks around the corner, gotta go and pick them up Duffel bag, duffel bag, I can't get enough of that Maserati look like [?], trying to f** with that I gotta have it, I'm a stone cool addict For mathematics I take the money, flip it then i stack it Split the swisher then pack it, Gucci say he gonna match it Got a Brightling on the wrist, so I bought a Bently to match it [Hook: Gucci Mane x2] [Verse 5: OJ Da Juiceman] Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye Money money money, Juice get hundreds Busting 50 bricks, goddamn Juice stunting Boulder Crest working, Sun Valley running Real D-Boy dog, ain't no fronting Gold grill dog [?] Di-Di-A-Diamond, flexing all the money Pinky ring 20, Juice get money Alligator door, man we shrimp on the sunday Bubble Kush and Irish Kush and Juice stay blowing With stupid friuty diamond all in my jaw Working 6 celphones, Juice got a bond Never too much, never too much awwww [Bridge: x8] Never too much (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) [Verse 6: Gucci Mane] Haaah I make it rain on Rihanna Rain so much she had to get an umbrella Need a Beyonce to drank what I drank If you freaky like Lil Kim, then you think like I think Haaah, Do you see what I see? Tell BET Rocsi need to get mean Swagger through the club, looking just like money My little boy one, but his shoes $400 (Gucci!) With tax, better yet, $450 Gucci all red, so he's sh**ting on the infants He sh**ting on the infants, Gucci all red, man these shoes $450 [Hook: Gucci Mane x2] [Drumma Boy] Dru-dru-dru-dru-dru- Drum Squad