Villo - Make That Money lyrics

[Intro] It's Rich Homie n***a You know the voice n***a Turn yo speakers up man Ya feel me I need all my s**y b**hes, to get that mothaf**in money! (Dat right too!) [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] Got a penthouse sitting by the lake Don't let my shrimp touch the steak Got the trap house beating like they They trying to slide on a young n***a safe f**ing four hoes feeling like a pimp That's a dip when I walk not a limp That's a forty hanging off my hip f** around get shot, y'all n***as ain't real I'm just trynna get some money Make that money, Make that money, Make that money I'm just trynna get some money Take that money, Take that money, Take that money I'm just trynna get some money Whole lotta money, Whole lotta money, Whole lotta money I'm just trynna get some money Work for this money, Work for this money, Work for this money baby! [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan] Spent 3200 on shoes last week, bought just two pair I'm in the big boy Presidential Suite, bet you can't guess who there? And I got like 4 or 5 freaks said molly and they said oh yeah Cuz a b**h'll do anything for me with my finger and she said go well.(go well) Im somewhere sitting with my feet up Imma get it right back in Ariba Don't follow that crowd, be a leader Imma school these n***as I'm a teacher Can't fool me n***a, you see through I do this n***a I'm legal Yo b**h f**ing me holling free you Got my stick in her face like Kiku If you ain't know n***a, that's Chinese food Name a crew who can do it like we do AC blowing on a n***a, I'm 3-cool It's only one of me be you She a runaway if she get loose And I'm on a runaway sipping on juice With my mind on one thang, trying to get some loot When she see the top floor view [Hook] [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] I been f**ing this new ho that I just met, going on 2 weeks The b**h really moving to fast, ho already in to deep She been s**ing on dick to long, got black all around her knees I don't know what type of sh** she on When she s** it, she'll make a n***a scream! I won that game, n***a you loss Buckin' on two cops Stay down from the bottom young n***a Now I'm standing on the rooftop Got money in the shoebox Never flex what you got f** around get you shot I got two Glocks It's me against the world, n***a feeling like 2Pac Who hot? n***a, you not I needa more space, got 2 spots And I don't give a f** who you are And I got 4 doors, 2 cars And I'm doing more shows than you thought And I'm on that road, getting money Sold out shows, for Rich Homie n***a, ask your ho, she know me She was at my! [Hook]