Money, Cash, Hoes

Yeah
Dope boy
Let's keep it real, nigga, we do this shit for the money and the bitches
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Trapping at the stove, trapping at the stove
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes
Diamonds in the Rolls, diamonds in the Rolls
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes

Money, cash, hoes
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Money, cash, hoes

Gangsta G-I, nigga, I sell bricks (yeah)
Whipping, wrapping, nigga get your yell' shipped (yeah)
Pack it, sack it, when that yayo bussed down
In the kitchen, dabbing, Cam Newton touchdown

Nigga slanging, banging, in here throwing gang signs (yeah)
I got molly, kush and chrissy on the same line (yeah)
Got my Cutlass, bumping, paint that bitch, I need shoes (yeah)
Got me thugging, jugging, made me feel like fuck school, nigga

Trapping at the stove, trapping at the stove
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes
Diamonds in the Rolls, diamonds in the Rolls
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes

I know that that's your bitch, but that's my bitch too (that's my bitch too)
The jeweler lit my wrist, I lit her wrist too
Got tickets to the show, them hoes get sent through (sent through)
I make her pop her pussy like her rent due (like her rent due)

Trapping at the stove, trapping at the stove (yeah)
You know them bitches chose, know them bitches chose (yeah)
Diamonds in the Rolls, diamonds in the Rolls (yeah)
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes

Money, cash, hoes
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Gangsta G-I, nigga, I can sell a whole one (yeah)
Flippa, thrilla, Michael Jackson at the stove (yeah)
Lassie, puppie, bet them dogs gon' bite (woof)
Killer, my nigga, serve all white
I got choppers, I be pressing and flexing on all my enemies
It ain't no love in these streets, it ain't no sympathy

I keep a Glock, he on deck and I got that shit with me (yeah)
My jewelry on, but ain't no nigga gon' Shy Glizzy me (who, bitch?)
Thug life, nigga thug life
I die today, and I come back, and be a thug twice (yeah)

Trapping at the stove, trapping at the stove (yeah)
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes

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