Money Dance

Money dance on these niggas, hoe
Money dance on them bitches, bro
Light flex, I just got a new check
I'm the man, you already knew that

Money dance on these niggas, hoe
Money dance on them bitches, bro
Light flex, I just got a new check
I'm the man, you already knew that

I'm a baller on the 1st and 15th
I buy a bunch of shit, but I gotta keep receipts
The money is a spell, its Akeelah and the Bee
Fuck a beemer who got the key to my jeep
(Sim simma!)
I got a plastic bag full of plastic bags
I'm working class wit a lot of swag
At the 2nd hand sto' dressing like a star
Buying button down shirts, fuck the socks and drawers
I'mma get it how I live
I'mma live beneath my means
It might not be expensive, but at least my shit clean
I might work a job, but at least my money legal
If I gotta serve fries, I'mma do it till I'm able
To upgrade, 'cause crime don't pay
How many broken homes jail done made?
Built this fuckin' country up, nigga unpaid
Now we stackin' money up to the suns rays

Money dance on these niggas, hoe
Money dance on them bitches, bro
Light flex, I just got a new check
I'm the man, you already knew that

Money dance on these niggas, hoe
Money dance on them bitches, bro
Light flex, I just got a new check
I'm the man, you already knew that

I'm just a man steady tryna do the best I can
Ain't no black and white
My sacrifice should tell you who I am
Battle for the upper hand
We just need to understand
You stand up for yo friend, while I die by lawful command
Still feel like three 5ths of a man
Kill me, throw me in a can
Plant on me yo contraband
Equality what we demand
God protect us all, amen
Bullet riddled, still I stand
These laws must be disband if its all just part of the plan

My nigga, get the money, stack it to the sun
See, I get it, ceiling be the only one
The devil one gotta get it, unleash
Nigga, sendin' all the 'caine 'til I'm able
Yo bitch come over, she leavin' disabled
And now she pay, though
You know she's in the stable
My nigga, killin' everything
I told you, gotta slay, though
I turn to Spider-Man, I'm bout to fuck on Silver Sable
You know this shit I'm tellin' never been about a fable
How you play, though?
Wit' my woes
Nigga, switchin' up the flow
Then I go
What's the goal?
Oh, get the money, nigga, never stole
Steal yo soul
Oh, the bitches know we hit 'em wit' the pole
Switch into the venom
Nigga, kinda simple
Wit' the sentiment of sinnin'
Man, she get it back, she spreading dividends
Then she shaking all the ass
Taking off before my friends
Then we out, that's the end
Nigga, universe we bend
Wanna pay me once again?
Well, my name is Majin



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Gerald Jewell, Deandre Owens, Mark Martin
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