Money Falling (Chopped & Screwed)
RIP DJ Screw
Money Fallin, Money Fallin
Baby do you, I know
Money Callin, Money Callin
All I see is this
Yeah, My bitch don't love me no more
So I throw these ones on the floor
Sponsor this stripper and pole
She kinda looking like Snow
I take a sip of that slow
While you take a hit of that blow
Go on shake it some mo, then
Go on shake is some mo
Go on shake it some mo, then
Go on shake is some mo
Go on shake it some mo, then
Go on shake is some mo
I don't need you for life
I just need you tonight
Just to get my get right
Just to get my head right, aye
Money fallin, money fallin
Baby do you, I know
Money callin, Money callin
All I see is this
Bitch I'm too grown, bitch I'm too grown
You bet not be callin my phone
Dont hit my line wit that drama best leave me alone
Bitch I'm too grown
You dont want this smoke
Most of these niggas be actin like hoes
They keep breakin codes
You know who I'm doin this for
We need the commas and O's
If you dont respect it then you gotta go
Bitch I'm too grown
On a old block
This a new drop
Gimme my props
Love the back shots
I call shots
I bust knocks
N its fuck ops
Bitch I'm too chop, I'm too chop yeah yeah
You ain't fuckin witta nigga then you ain't really bout it
Get it how I'm living picture all my niggas wildin
That body
Ooh that body
So hypnotic
Ooh that body
Money Fallin, Money Fallin
Baby do you, I know
Money Callin, Money Callin
All I see is this
Money Fallin, Money Fallin
Baby do you, I know
Money Callin, Money Callin
All I see is this
Yeah, My bitch don't love me no more
So I throw these ones on the floor
Sponsor this stripper and pole
She kinda looking like Snow
I take a sip of that slow
While you take a hit of that blow
Go on shake it some mo, then
Go on shake is some mo
Go on shake it some mo, then
Go on shake is some mo
Go on shake it some mo, then
Go on shake is some mo
I don't need you for life
I just need you tonight
Just to get my get right
Just to get my head right, aye
Money fallin, money fallin
Baby do you, I know
Money callin, Money callin
All I see is this
Bitch I'm too grown, bitch I'm too grown
You bet not be callin my phone
Dont hit my line wit that drama best leave me alone
Bitch I'm too grown
You dont want this smoke
Most of these niggas be actin like hoes
They keep breakin codes
You know who I'm doin this for
We need the commas and O's
If you dont respect it then you gotta go
Bitch I'm too grown
On a old block
This a new drop
Gimme my props
Love the back shots
I call shots
I bust knocks
N its fuck ops
Bitch I'm too chop, I'm too chop yeah yeah
You ain't fuckin witta nigga then you ain't really bout it
Get it how I'm living picture all my niggas wildin
That body
Ooh that body
So hypnotic
Ooh that body
Money Fallin, Money Fallin
Baby do you, I know
Money Callin, Money Callin
All I see is this
Credits
Writer(s): Abel Delgado
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