Money

Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
Money, Money, Money, Money
(Hold Up, Hold Up, Hold Up, Hold Up)
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
Money, Money, Money, Money
(Hold Up, Hold Up, Hold Up,Hold Up)

I Got The Money, I Got your Body
I Got The Money, I Got your Body
I Got The Money, I Got your Body
I Got The Money, I Got your Body
I Got The Money, I Got your Body
I Got The Money, I Got your Body
I Got The Money, I Got your Body
I Got The Money, I Got your Body

She said that money Is important thing
Cause with money we could buy anything
Sorry but you don't know i can just sing
Im not a prince or even a king
And then she just leave me, I don't show my money
I can buy ferrari, She won't reach my pocket
Make a good things. Make myself rich
Thats goal from child, I can make it
Now im a teen, Never catch chick
Every day learning. How to be rich

Talk to ten b*tch and The bitch is salty ay
You wanna fuck me and Then i gave you money ay
Something wrong with you ay, I can't have the proove ay
That b*tch is salty ay, I gave her money ay

Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money

I got a chick, Sure from KFC
I throw some brick, Your dad is Angry
I gave em money, Became so kindly
She hide my money, Nothing to see
I got a chick, Sure from KFC
I throw some brick, Your dad is Angry
I gave em money, Became so kindly
She hide my money, Nothing to see

Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money



Credits
Writer(s): Atsalabi Fadillah
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