Money Callin
I did this shit on my own nigga
Word on the street that lil' nigga ill
Word on the street that lil' nigga for real
You ever counted so much money it gave you the chills
Ran through a half of mill, we ain't got no record deal
Sold my own dope, roll up my own smoke
Started getting money, couldn't trust my own folks
She got booty shots a notch, chyeah I don't know
I fucked my own hoe and probably yours too nigga
I learned how to weigh up dope when I was going to school nigga
That's why I thought that it was cool to sell my dope at school, nigga
You see me with your hoe you know what we about to do, nigga
On the way to the Mary, y'all better act a fool with her
Dolph
On the way to the room, got a phone call
Money on the line, had to drop that bitch off
Just like that, I had your bitch ready to drop them draw
Money on my phone and me and my nigga, we want it all
What have you done for me lately?
That's why it's fuck you, pay me
It's like this money check be callin' me
It's like this money check be callin' me
Money on my phone, money in my home
Money on my phone, money in my home
Money on my phone, bitch leave it low
Money on my phone, money in my home
I got mud in these two cups
I got money on my iPhone
Shawty from the club asked me to give her a ride home
Got to her crib and then she took a ride on my bone
What have you done for me lately? (What?)
Your phone number, I've misplaced it
You got some good head, but I replaced it
You got some good burn, so bitch don't waste it
If it ain't got a dollar, I don't give a damn bout it
30 peas in the trunk but my license not valid
You talk about the streets but you not 'bout it
Every dough show is like a dope boy riot
What have you done for me lately? (What?)
Nigga fuck you, pay me
I was fucked up until my plug saved me
Nowadays, I got more customers than Macy
What have you done for me lately?
That's why it's fuck you, pay me
It's like this money check be callin' me
It's like this money check be callin' me
Money on my phone, money in my home
Money on my phone, money in my home
Money on my phone, bitch leave it low
Money on my phone, money in my home
Word on the street that lil' nigga ill
Word on the street that lil' nigga for real
You ever counted so much money it gave you the chills
Ran through a half of mill, we ain't got no record deal
Sold my own dope, roll up my own smoke
Started getting money, couldn't trust my own folks
She got booty shots a notch, chyeah I don't know
I fucked my own hoe and probably yours too nigga
I learned how to weigh up dope when I was going to school nigga
That's why I thought that it was cool to sell my dope at school, nigga
You see me with your hoe you know what we about to do, nigga
On the way to the Mary, y'all better act a fool with her
Dolph
On the way to the room, got a phone call
Money on the line, had to drop that bitch off
Just like that, I had your bitch ready to drop them draw
Money on my phone and me and my nigga, we want it all
What have you done for me lately?
That's why it's fuck you, pay me
It's like this money check be callin' me
It's like this money check be callin' me
Money on my phone, money in my home
Money on my phone, money in my home
Money on my phone, bitch leave it low
Money on my phone, money in my home
I got mud in these two cups
I got money on my iPhone
Shawty from the club asked me to give her a ride home
Got to her crib and then she took a ride on my bone
What have you done for me lately? (What?)
Your phone number, I've misplaced it
You got some good head, but I replaced it
You got some good burn, so bitch don't waste it
If it ain't got a dollar, I don't give a damn bout it
30 peas in the trunk but my license not valid
You talk about the streets but you not 'bout it
Every dough show is like a dope boy riot
What have you done for me lately? (What?)
Nigga fuck you, pay me
I was fucked up until my plug saved me
Nowadays, I got more customers than Macy
What have you done for me lately?
That's why it's fuck you, pay me
It's like this money check be callin' me
It's like this money check be callin' me
Money on my phone, money in my home
Money on my phone, money in my home
Money on my phone, bitch leave it low
Money on my phone, money in my home
Credits
Writer(s): Adolph Thornton, Derek Mcallister, Jamol Junior
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