Money

I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do I don't what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do I don't what to do

Haters fall back no welcome sign on this floor matt
Ya don't even know how to act tell fifth I said get the strap
I'm just trying to get money here like money here
So in love I call this the money fair
I'm so rich when I take a seat they name my seat the money chair
Now the champ is here ya don't know what I been thru
Been doing this before 02 na nigha I don't owe you but a
When you see get your bread up tell Brenda keep her head up
Im getting low with Oprah Im the new improved stedman
Now I'm the man pick one
Method, Red,Beanie, I'm changing the game like Pac word to Afeni
Im a no limit type of a nigha, word on my mama my nigha,
I'm writing these checks
If you a threat I will pop up on you nigha
I don't care I have no fear
All this hate will get you no where
Violence begets more violence and thats what the og said
I'm a stack my bread, Im a keep it there
Collect this intrest every year
You don't believe in magic cut a check I bet you disapear

I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do I don't what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do I don't what to do

Cash rules everything round me
Paying honor to G-o-d
Getting this paper all thru these streets
Black and white I still move these keys
Grew up with them thugs and killas monkey nighas now turn guerrillas
They know how we do we animals, Bronx Zoo
Me I'm different beast grind hard so we could feast
A mile in my shoes aint the same as them on my feet
You play it weird, yeah, I just adapt
We take shots in the air got more Remy than Pap

I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do I don't what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I got so much ucking money I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do I don't what to do



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Writer(s): Emmanuel D. Avery
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