Let Your Money Talk

Let your money talk
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Let your money talk
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Let your money talk
I break these hoes for a hundred then I cut them off
Nigga get fronted a p and then they running off
A nigga probably think it's sweet until them guns involved
You need to get your bitch because she wants to fuck a boss
And I've been hanging with some millionaires I think it's rubbing off
I got a tool in my foreign get the fuck up out my face
Little bitch you're annoying
I be flashing all these racks yeah I'm to flamboyant
If it ain't money on my line than you know that I'm ignoring
I'm fitting to hit his block back to back just like a chorus
All these woods that I be smoking feels like I'm in a forest

Let your money talk
Let your money talk
Let your money talk talk talk
Let your money talk
Let your money talk
Let your money talk
Let your money talk talk talk
Let your money talk

Growing trees like it's my forte call me George
My visions hd from the weed I'm seeing 4k
Tropicana sorbet in the blunt we split it four ways
Then we roll up to your doorway pop the trunk and ruin your day
I'm changing Up my game you didn't Know that I could switch hit
Call me Kobe all I do is hit that swish swish
I got that 40 and that o.g. so my sticks hit
This ain't no bitch shit Moby dick shit we some big fish
Let's go hang with peso peso and smoke honey drops
If you want some of that queso let your money talk
If you can't pay your debt than don't you ever take a bet boy
I'll pull up with that tech and start collecting like I'm checkboy

Let your money talk
Let your money talk
Let your money talk talk talk
Let your money talk
Let your money talk
Let your money talk
Let your money talk talk talk
Let your money talk

We real shooters like the military I keep those they ben and jerry
Flawless nigga no Penn and Teller
I'm in the trenches getting money out that motherfucker
Spin this block the wrong way we gonna shoot it out on this motherfucker
Big Backwood please I don't smoke no dirty weed
Don't fuck no dirty pussy a dope bitch on a bleed
And that's on blood brought the a.r. in the club
I dump the 4 in the mud now I'm moving like a slug
Escargot two hundred on my dash that bitch gonna ask how fast my car go
Shut up bitch roll the gar hoe smoking big league I spend 1k for a ounce
I gave 1k to the young blood he knocked him off

Let your money talk
Let your money talk
Let your money talk talk talk
Let your money talk
Let your money talk
Let your money talk
Let your money talk talk talk
Let your money talk



Credits
Writer(s): Parks Thomson
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