MO MONEY

I asked her whatchu on? She said she with her friends
I got this big 'ole bag and I can spend again

And we got moves
So we gon' chop
And I got mo money and it's a lot (ooh it's a lot)

And I'm gon' pop
Just proposed a xan
She looked right into my eyes like goddamn
She said "baby why you doing this again?"
Said that I'm gon' be a superstar just calm down

Yeah we got sticks we did this a lot
Yeah, don't fuck with Brodie 'cause he talk to cops
Slide through, ridin' round forgot about the opps
SRT it go fast, brand new off the lot!

And I don't give no fucks about a bitch I mind my business
Got a Cuban shawty when I talk that bitch gon' listen
I think I drank too much I got purple up in my vision
I got 33 up in this mag like I'm Scotty Pippen

I asked her whatchu on? She said she with her friends
I got this big 'ole bag and I can spend again

And we got moves
So we gon' chop
And I got mo money and it's a lot (ooh it's a lot)

I asked her whatchu on? She said she with her friends
I got this big 'ole bag and I can spend again

And we got moves
So we gon' chop
And I got mo money and it's a lot (ooh it's a lot)



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Writer(s): Trizzy Grams
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