Motiv
Yeah money money motiv skirt
Yeah skirt hold up
Oo money motiv hold up hold up wait
Whoop ah these niggas don't know; (don't know)
What the funk I been going through
Thoughts be running through my head
Like a nigga running track
Don't let him get in front of you
All these new niggas rapping
I can not listen to that; (hold up)
Why these labels had to sign them
Where the funk do they do that
Somebody roll up the dro'
Indica that's what I smoke
Freak her then pass her to bro
Got to get back to this dough
I'm counting this money
You niggas ain't hungry
I run it up run it up
Grind for this shit on the regular
Write my own shit
I'm the editor; (wait)
Keep a few hoes
On my cellular
A nigga in the building
Tell them bishes put they're hands in the air
That nigga money motiv
Tell em wave them like they just don't care
Work hard for this shit
I want to get diamonds and ice on my wrist; (drip aye)
Point guard in this bish
I toss up the alley to get the assist
Skirt skirt I'm trying to ride in a Benz aye
Sipping on act like it's gin aye
Bad bish she's bringing her friends; (oo)
I just might nut on her chin; (yeah)
Nights in the jungle got heavy
Slept in the back of a Chevy
Ruger I keep come in handy
Thought about selling that candy
I do this shit for my brother and my niggas
And I ain't concerned about them lames
That be talking shit
I gotta get it I'm destined
My money steady climbing
I'm really with it
My destiny is in perfect timing
Imagine if you can see
Yourself in a black Bugatti
Imagine if you can see yo bish in a Maserati
When they free me out the cage
I'm going to go retarted
You think a nigga insane I think I'm fucking narly'
A nigga in the building
Tell them bishes put their hands in the air
That nigga money motiv
Tell them wave em like they just don't care;
(Just don't care)
Work hard for this shit
I want to get diamonds and ice on my wrist;
(Drip drip)
Point guard in this bish
I toss up the alley to get the assist; (get the assist)
A nigga in the building
Tell the bishes put their hands in the air; (lay lay lay lay)
That nigga money Motiv
Tell them wave them like they just don't care
Work hard for this shit
I want to get diamonds and ice on my wrist;
(Drip drip drip)
Point guard in this bish
I toss up the alley to get the assist; (oo yeah)
Money motiv uh money money hold up skirt yeah)
Yeah skirt hold up
Oo money motiv hold up hold up wait
Whoop ah these niggas don't know; (don't know)
What the funk I been going through
Thoughts be running through my head
Like a nigga running track
Don't let him get in front of you
All these new niggas rapping
I can not listen to that; (hold up)
Why these labels had to sign them
Where the funk do they do that
Somebody roll up the dro'
Indica that's what I smoke
Freak her then pass her to bro
Got to get back to this dough
I'm counting this money
You niggas ain't hungry
I run it up run it up
Grind for this shit on the regular
Write my own shit
I'm the editor; (wait)
Keep a few hoes
On my cellular
A nigga in the building
Tell them bishes put they're hands in the air
That nigga money motiv
Tell em wave them like they just don't care
Work hard for this shit
I want to get diamonds and ice on my wrist; (drip aye)
Point guard in this bish
I toss up the alley to get the assist
Skirt skirt I'm trying to ride in a Benz aye
Sipping on act like it's gin aye
Bad bish she's bringing her friends; (oo)
I just might nut on her chin; (yeah)
Nights in the jungle got heavy
Slept in the back of a Chevy
Ruger I keep come in handy
Thought about selling that candy
I do this shit for my brother and my niggas
And I ain't concerned about them lames
That be talking shit
I gotta get it I'm destined
My money steady climbing
I'm really with it
My destiny is in perfect timing
Imagine if you can see
Yourself in a black Bugatti
Imagine if you can see yo bish in a Maserati
When they free me out the cage
I'm going to go retarted
You think a nigga insane I think I'm fucking narly'
A nigga in the building
Tell them bishes put their hands in the air
That nigga money motiv
Tell them wave em like they just don't care;
(Just don't care)
Work hard for this shit
I want to get diamonds and ice on my wrist;
(Drip drip)
Point guard in this bish
I toss up the alley to get the assist; (get the assist)
A nigga in the building
Tell the bishes put their hands in the air; (lay lay lay lay)
That nigga money Motiv
Tell them wave them like they just don't care
Work hard for this shit
I want to get diamonds and ice on my wrist;
(Drip drip drip)
Point guard in this bish
I toss up the alley to get the assist; (oo yeah)
Money motiv uh money money hold up skirt yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Tyrese Easton
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