MONEY

Bitch shake that ass if you trying To make some money
Bitch shake that ass if you trying To make some money
Bitch shake that ass if you trying To make some money
Bitch shake that ass if you trying To make some

Bitch shake that ass if you trying To make some money
I'm in the club now n I'm Throwing All hundreds
Four pockets full stuffed all pape You Can pull up to the spot but no Dates
Ok I pulled up to the club in a S550 hopped out wit my brothers
Cuz you know they coming with Me
I don't get searched at the door Because the Glock come with Switchy
Gotta extra mag in my bag Young buck it come with fifty
I told em bring the bottles to my Section right now she ain't never
Seen a star I told the bitch to calm Down
Yes I put the shit on yo nigga he Get stepped on bitch
You get shit On ok let me carry on
I'm on the ground now but when I Fly Louie carry on
I come to yo State for a day then I turnaround
Yo bitch on my line i don't want Her She a pass around
You a never see me in the mix if it Ain't no cash around
Ok let me speed it up four-five got My Heater tucked in the club
We Don't Give a fuck get beat up just For Muggin us
Of course I'm the realest one they Don't make me bitch I'm one of One

I can't wait till I have a son

And I'm in the club goin crazy you Can see my face
My killers got they Masks on they think they trying To play it safe
Ok You touch one hair on my chin It's a D.O.A.
We don't play call me big Sean Because you a BOA



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Writer(s): Joseph Alaka Jr
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