I Love Money
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
One stack, two stack, three stack foe
Hustle all-day 'cause I'm addicted to gettin' doe
Steady cash flow, ex-rookie now I'm a pro
They call me Bruce Leroy, why, 'cause I came to steal the glow
Low cut, I cut the fro like I used to cut the blow
I was a worker in the winter time shoveling all the snow
My persona stayed low, stay away from the crow
They got jealous of my hustle so they transfer to a foe
Hustle hard is my motto, came up from a pinto
My portfolio is Picasso, Michelangelo, Donatello
Commando of my borough, with AS up on my torso
You can't overthrow or veto, 'cause I'm the real CEO (boss)
You better listen to my memo 'cause I can be a rhino
And if you pay me what you owe, I won't confiscate your escrow
You shaq at the free throw, you fallin' like a sink hole
I'm trying to be wells Fargo, as I collect these pesos (money)
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I'm living man I do this for a living
Heard you sleepin' on me I wake you up in a minute
Like it's time for school now you're forced to get up
You'll never ever see me with a dirty ass shit
My life hard so I beat it, feel like Floyd I'm undefeated
You got joke ha! ha!
Might as well gone 'head and tweet it
This world dirty, who's gone clean it, use my song to help you see
We're like trash they come and sweep us, NBA game our ass
We're so valuable but treated so equal to grass
Man let the sun shine quit chin tellin' our ass
We're on a mission we want power, no more slaving our ass
'Cause this ain't the old days, stack up in my old ways no really
Just the street like, you can see that this heat like
Ain't talkin' 'bout the weather better keep 30 or better
Police ain't no playing fair so better keep 30 or better
And get your money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
One stack, two stack, three stack foe
Hustle all-day 'cause I'm addicted to gettin' doe
Steady cash flow, ex-rookie now I'm a pro
They call me Bruce Leroy, why, 'cause I came to steal the glow
Low cut, I cut the fro like I used to cut the blow
I was a worker in the winter time shoveling all the snow
My persona stayed low, stay away from the crow
They got jealous of my hustle so they transfer to a foe
Hustle hard is my motto, came up from a pinto
My portfolio is Picasso, Michelangelo, Donatello
Commando of my borough, with AS up on my torso
You can't overthrow or veto, 'cause I'm the real CEO (boss)
You better listen to my memo 'cause I can be a rhino
And if you pay me what you owe, I won't confiscate your escrow
You shaq at the free throw, you fallin' like a sink hole
I'm trying to be wells Fargo, as I collect these pesos (money)
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I'm living man I do this for a living
Heard you sleepin' on me I wake you up in a minute
Like it's time for school now you're forced to get up
You'll never ever see me with a dirty ass shit
My life hard so I beat it, feel like Floyd I'm undefeated
You got joke ha! ha!
Might as well gone 'head and tweet it
This world dirty, who's gone clean it, use my song to help you see
We're like trash they come and sweep us, NBA game our ass
We're so valuable but treated so equal to grass
Man let the sun shine quit chin tellin' our ass
We're on a mission we want power, no more slaving our ass
'Cause this ain't the old days, stack up in my old ways no really
Just the street like, you can see that this heat like
Ain't talkin' 'bout the weather better keep 30 or better
Police ain't no playing fair so better keep 30 or better
And get your money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
I love money, money love me
Credits
Writer(s): Ricco Jones, Niye'' Daricco Jones
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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