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Money lyrics

Performer Mo Money

Money song lyrics by Mo Money official

Money is a song in English

Money
Money
Everybody faking for the money
Ain't no real love just for the money
They do it for the money
Yea
I'm a big bag chaser
Had to get it i ain't racing
You a pussy nigga faking
You don't want it ima erase em
big dawg how I step
Play wit me that's on my set
Play with them dogs and we creep
Yo bitch is a thot yea she eat
And she gon eat for the gang
Made that bitch do it yea she rock my chain
She a lil nasty lil freaky lil bitch
Made her do it then i give her some dick
Then she did it then she did it again
Flipped it over make here did it like splits
Yea she a dog bitch I'm not playing wit you can’t get caught
I'm a big dawg how i step in a scene
Play wit them dogs and we coming real mean
We take what you got
Yea we need everything
Don’t believe what you hear
Because its not what it seems
Yea we need it like feins bitch
Come from that hip I'm a real dawg
Play wit me boy got that real sauce
Yea i drip it boy had to take it off
Yo bitch yea she like to get nasty
Poured up had to get flashy
I'm a young hot boy I come wit it
If he play wit me ima really stick him bitch
Big dawg conversation
Pull up wit no hesitation
Bitches coming no invitations
Drop the pin the location
Money
Money
They all do it for the money money
Comin in thinking i dont know
That they faking made me laugh
Yea real funny
Big dawg say who
How i'm coming real smooth
Designer all on my shoe
All heat when i step in the booth
Aint no fronting me yes im the truth
Drop these numbers going straight to the roof
She peeping yea she trynna see all these blues
Shades on yea i gotta stay cool
Gangsters with me and we carry them tools
We ain't playing wit you boy you a fool
Pull up at your party light that bitch up
You a pussy nigga yea that shit up
I'm finna pull up and come in your crib
Play wit you then ima hit you with clips
You a pussy nigga drakos on me
Boy i ain't playing only playing for keeps
Me and playboy jared yea we serious
Fuck with us we gon leave you curious
Fuck wit us we come at you like the fast and furious
Fast and furious how we coming
Big booty she throwin
Big racks yea we blowin
Yea we big and we blowing
Big dawg conversation
Pull up with no hesitation
Bitches coming no invitations
Drop the pin the location
Money
Money
They all do it for the money money
Comin in thinking i don't know
That they faking made me laugh
Yea real funny
You bitches be tricking
You niggas be switching
I cannot believe it
This flow really killed it
And shout out Mo money
This shit fosho hiting
You niggas be talking
But really aint wit it
Rock wit my niggas
That bag lets go get it
Got off my ass ain't got time to be sitting
I told you its coming
You niggas didn't listen
Keep runing that mouth
And I'm really gon stick em
You niggas is pussy
You niggas keep talking
Bitch tried to play me
I told her keep walking
I count up wins and they more then my loses
Bread keep on calling
Got no time for no soft shit
Heat from my dome
Just sent yo bitch Home
Dicked her down once
Now she won't leave me alone
Gave her my number keep calling my phone
Cut that bitch off
And i got in my zone
Ain't no real love
Everybody is faking
We should stick together
Because the world is breaking
My brothers dying cause of the invasions
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: JESSIE JAMES GARCIA
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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