Money Money Money

Pah, shoot 'em right through his head
I can't go to sleep unless I gotta choppa laying right beside my bed
I thought these muhfucka's was loyal
But then the next day they be talking to Feds
If a muhfucka switch, then a muhfucka bitch
I'ma take your top off like PEZ
And at the end of the day, muhfucka
I'm counting hundreds and you counting tens, yeah

Money, money, money
This shit took hard work and skill, I ain't lucky
Run yo ass down, steal your shit, Ted Bundy
Go to Canandian Goose and get a coat that's puffy (um, um)
Fill her with my stuffing
Like shawty playing with my dick like some putty
Puffed up in the back like some muhfucking muffins
Stand by myself, lil bitch, I ain't cuffing (um, um)
All up in her sea, barracuda
Make lil shawty scream like she at church, hallelujah
Do a lil show, fuck a foreign girl in Cuba
Shawty only hang wit snakes like she is Medusa
Hit her once in her kaboose-a
Got me praying to Judah
Got me praying to Budah
Shawty is ok, but her best friend is cuter
Muhfucka's only talking shit up on computer
But then when I pull up they act like baby, need a soother (um, um)
I might get these bands today
Shawty on her knees
And you know that means I might get in her pants today, yeah
Another day, another dollar
Another day, another follower
Muhfucka all up on that creepy shit like Harry Potter
I run up wit chops
I run up wit chops and you know I'm gon' let that shit rock
Fuck a Middle Eastern girl in Iraq
Bitch I be making all of these damn racks, yeah

Pah, shoot 'em right through his head
I can't go to sleep unless I gotta choppa laying right beside my bed
I thought these muhfucka's was loyal
But then the next day they be talking to Feds
If a muhfucka switch, then a muhfucka bitch
I'ma take your top off like PEZ (um, um)



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Writer(s): Callaway Redd
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