Dirty Money
All these niggas really talking catch you slipping we can get it any day
Love the paper making racks stack it up
Getting to it anyway
Member back when a nigga wanted you I ain't get the time of day
Dirty money dirty money
I'll I see is dirty money
All these niggas really talking catch you slipping we can get it any day
Love the paper making racks stack it up
Getting to it anyway
Member back when a nigga wanted you I ain't get the time of day
Dirty money dirty money
I'll I see is dirty money
Ones hunneds all I see is dirty money yeahh
Laughing right to the fucking bank
It could really be a funny day
Pull up and we shine now
How could you shade me on a sunny day
See you was chattin On the internet
Don't be sending threats if you gone run away
Dipping and dodging the jakes
Mask on my face I ain't catching a case
I'm not from this planet I'm up outer space
Gabout 47 martians gripping a K
Pull up spray
Now they got nothing to say
Swerving off
I took a spliff to the face
All these niggas really talking catch you slipping we can get it any day
Love the paper making racks stack it up
Getting to it anyway
Member back when a nigga wanted you I ain't get the time of day
Dirty money dirty money
I'll I see is dirty money
All these niggas really talking catch you slipping we can get it any day
Love the paper making racks stack it up
Getting to it anyway
Member back when a nigga wanted you I ain't get the time of day
Dirty money dirty money
I'll I see is dirty money
Vvs dripping on the bitch switch positions with the opposites
Wait for nothing bitch i'm getting rich counting guac they see me stackin chips
Talking cheddar with the gang now karma meet me in the bank now
If it's money you can't take now
Swervin Irvin in the paint now
Dirty money on the floor baby pick it up and shake some more baby
Keep on goin I want more baby
Looks like you ain't goin home baby
Keeping the grip on the side in case they think they want run up they think they want play me
Run up with masks and a five show em the bag its no thanks just pay me
Stopped at the banko I laughed looked at Ryu and said bro we way past the Mills
Done with the bullshit
Spray with a full clip
Put your Re up on my wheels
Dirty money dirty funds baby
Dirty bread and dirty crumbs baby
Dirty bens ands dirty ones baby
Gucci lenses paid a ton baby
Love the paper making racks stack it up
Getting to it anyway
Member back when a nigga wanted you I ain't get the time of day
Dirty money dirty money
I'll I see is dirty money
All these niggas really talking catch you slipping we can get it any day
Love the paper making racks stack it up
Getting to it anyway
Member back when a nigga wanted you I ain't get the time of day
Dirty money dirty money
I'll I see is dirty money
Ones hunneds all I see is dirty money yeahh
Laughing right to the fucking bank
It could really be a funny day
Pull up and we shine now
How could you shade me on a sunny day
See you was chattin On the internet
Don't be sending threats if you gone run away
Dipping and dodging the jakes
Mask on my face I ain't catching a case
I'm not from this planet I'm up outer space
Gabout 47 martians gripping a K
Pull up spray
Now they got nothing to say
Swerving off
I took a spliff to the face
All these niggas really talking catch you slipping we can get it any day
Love the paper making racks stack it up
Getting to it anyway
Member back when a nigga wanted you I ain't get the time of day
Dirty money dirty money
I'll I see is dirty money
All these niggas really talking catch you slipping we can get it any day
Love the paper making racks stack it up
Getting to it anyway
Member back when a nigga wanted you I ain't get the time of day
Dirty money dirty money
I'll I see is dirty money
Vvs dripping on the bitch switch positions with the opposites
Wait for nothing bitch i'm getting rich counting guac they see me stackin chips
Talking cheddar with the gang now karma meet me in the bank now
If it's money you can't take now
Swervin Irvin in the paint now
Dirty money on the floor baby pick it up and shake some more baby
Keep on goin I want more baby
Looks like you ain't goin home baby
Keeping the grip on the side in case they think they want run up they think they want play me
Run up with masks and a five show em the bag its no thanks just pay me
Stopped at the banko I laughed looked at Ryu and said bro we way past the Mills
Done with the bullshit
Spray with a full clip
Put your Re up on my wheels
Dirty money dirty funds baby
Dirty bread and dirty crumbs baby
Dirty bens ands dirty ones baby
Gucci lenses paid a ton baby
Credits
Writer(s): Ryu Murphy
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.