Money Machine

All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out of the money machine
All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out of the money machine
All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out of the money machine
All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out of the money machine

All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out the money machine
I make these bands off of no triple beam
I fuck that bitch and I ain't pay a thing
Clique like the wutang we all getting CREAM
Some of us pour up and some of us smoke green
Bitches love us let them hoes fuck the team
We passing hoes like my man on the wing
Count it count it count it up
Hunnids, fifties and them dubs
Thumbs is never getting numb, thumbs is never getting numb
Cuz I count all of my money straight outta the money machine
I love counting up this green, I love counting that chi ching
And I hope the counting will never end
I count it over and over again
I put the rubberband around my bands
I wanna hit the lot buy a new benz
I just want that aventador
I just want money and plus some more
Fuck a piece I want the whole enchiladas
If you counting money I count a lotta

All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out of the money machine
All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out of the money machine
All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out of the money machine
All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out of the money machine

Counting my money up regularly
That's why your girl giving up head to a G
Money bags you know I keep two or three
Been getting money this aint new to me
Gotta get guap, gotta get them dollars
Smoke on loud but I move in silence
Like Ben Wallace I ball on blocks
With a nosey neighbor like to call on cops
Gotta get the fetti, gotta get the cream, gotta get guap
Man this shit don't stop
You know I make this dirty money look clean
Like a floor to a mop
Ain't no more pissin in a pot
Just money come listening to Pac
Either you on a money mission or you not
Don't give a fuck who listening or not
Stacking my money until I can't
You know Imma try to fill up the bank
It's dirty it's clean I'm not a saint
I need me them grants I need benny franks
Don't need me a rolly or Cuban links
I bring in them bags like I work for brinks
All of my money you know it be clean as soon as it comes out the washer machine

All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out of the money machine
All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out of the money machine
All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out of the money machine
All of my money, you know it be clean
I count it straight out of the money machine