Mind Yo Money

Yea, we gettin' money
Yea, we gettin' money
(Ho it's yo birthday, ho it's yo birthday)
(Ho it's yo birthday, ho) yea

I'm uncle Phil on steroids I'm only talkin' big Banks (big banks)
I'm blowin' L's and exhalin' till my ribs break
Was kind of down bad, I didn't feel safe (not at all)
I stumbled on a real bag and got a real safe, what (we gettin' money)
Da fuck I look like they better have my deal straight (better have it)
Divorcing my fake life and marrying my real fate (talk yo shit)
My destination feel great, I'm smotherin' a full plate (we gotta eat)
I swear to God that ass fake she can't get a real date (yea)
Ice ice baby spittin' diamonds slidin' home safe (we out the park)
I'm in her mouth Colgate da North Pole my home base (chilly)
I watch it slide down her lips why the long face (haha)
I need some long cake we never get along great (nah)
See me and broke niggas never get a long great (never)
They wanna hate give me my flowers like a prom date (yea)
I'm manifestin' all my dreams wit a pen and pape' (yea)
Everything divine timin' not a minute late (lets go)

Yea, uh-huh
Yea, we fuckin' ho's and gettin' money
(Ho it's yo birthday, ho it's yo birthday)
(Ho it's yo birthday, ho)
Yea, we fuckin' ho's and gettin' money
Yea, uh-huh
Yea, we fuck them ho's and gettin' money
(Ho it's yo birthday, ho it's yo birthday)
Get that money (ho it's yo birthday, ho)
Yea, we gettin' money



Credits
Writer(s): Brent Martae Burkett, Kng Fst
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