Drinkin
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Big homie that's what they call me baby
I mash the ass like potatoes everything is gravy
I be riding out she be hopping in
She wasn't with the 3 some but I gotta try again
They doing dope I'm drinking while they counting money
Versace shades on it ain't even sunny
Had to take a quick pic for the gram
When ya clothes disappear walla alla kazam
If I got it it's sweet call me the candy man
If it ain't no money calling I ain't answering
I got my money up and all my niggas down
Cash rules everything around me and you are not around
I I be killing this shit
And I forgot the safe word I might be killing this bitch
I'm sorry meet me in the lobby
You call yo nigga we pull triggers
Know ya hired me
Let's get some money
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
I was on some player shit I was trying to chill
Pussy's always talking shit then it got ill
Chill Chill think I need a pill
Spade ain't on no killer shit I'm living really ill
Niggas try to test me I be scoring like them vets be
Keep so many hoes around me I be falling like that rain be
If you really wanna test me you be falling like that class did
Keep it moving keep it Pimpin ain't got no time for shit B
I'm ah keep it hundred I was doing my thang
Pimpin is my hobby I be fucking ya dame
Drinking doing drugs is an everyday thang
Money on my mind man I be loving this fame
Keep the speakers pumping like I'm fucking ya bitch
Shit is really simple cuz a nigga is lit
Drinking doing drugs never giving a shit
Money on my mind man I gotta get rich
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Big homie that's what they call me baby
I mash the ass like potatoes everything is gravy
I be riding out she be hopping in
She wasn't with the 3 some but I gotta try again
They doing dope I'm drinking while they counting money
Versace shades on it ain't even sunny
Had to take a quick pic for the gram
When ya clothes disappear walla alla kazam
If I got it it's sweet call me the candy man
If it ain't no money calling I ain't answering
I got my money up and all my niggas down
Cash rules everything around me and you are not around
I I be killing this shit
And I forgot the safe word I might be killing this bitch
I'm sorry meet me in the lobby
You call yo nigga we pull triggers
Know ya hired me
Let's get some money
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
I was on some player shit I was trying to chill
Pussy's always talking shit then it got ill
Chill Chill think I need a pill
Spade ain't on no killer shit I'm living really ill
Niggas try to test me I be scoring like them vets be
Keep so many hoes around me I be falling like that rain be
If you really wanna test me you be falling like that class did
Keep it moving keep it Pimpin ain't got no time for shit B
I'm ah keep it hundred I was doing my thang
Pimpin is my hobby I be fucking ya dame
Drinking doing drugs is an everyday thang
Money on my mind man I be loving this fame
Keep the speakers pumping like I'm fucking ya bitch
Shit is really simple cuz a nigga is lit
Drinking doing drugs never giving a shit
Money on my mind man I gotta get rich
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
Drinkin doing drugs and I'm fuckin ya bitch
Money on my mind man I got ta get rich
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Writer(s): Travis Hooks
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