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juvenile – all about money lyrics

[talking:juvenile]
aww sh-t!, this one of them juvenile
in-ya–ss productions hot, hot
sh-t on the press n-gga

[verse 1:juvenile]
i know i’m hard to adapt to when i grab you
don’t make me mad i will slap you if i have to
i ain’t looking for marriage don’t wanna be embarresed
all i want is a bag, full of green cabbage
they know its happenin you can tell how i dress
throwbacks everyday like somethin brown on the chest
if i got enemies them cats be thuggin not sayin nothing
me and my n-ggas’ll pull it and buck it
and when my song play in the club i’m grabbin on -ss
hope my ole lady don’t find out cause i’m doing her bad
hey baby slide me ya number i might be on lean
later on if you just chillin i’m a make that swing
i bring sh-t to the table when i come of course
could be the reason while most these b-tches done divorced
he never had time and wasn’t treatin her right
he runnin with the cl!ck so she with me tonight

[chorus repeat 2x]
do you think its all about money
is that the only reason that you want me
just put your name and ya number on a napkin
and later we can find out whats happenin

[verse 2:skip]
where that chick, need super head
i need super head, i’m a super
i need super duper head
you bout to listen to what who said?
ya partna, be calm, be cool i got ya
just write ya number on a napkin
we can get it crackin what i ain’t yo type?
whats really happenin
like its not been official
don’t miss the riddle money is definatly not the issue
we can ball out like crawfish
lay up all day and watch[???]
tell your friends you gonna call them
you tired been at work all day and you going in
and we can do it like g
roll me some weed, drop the top we gon’ cruise on the scene
so wh-ssup you f-ckin with me?
its nothing to me, and some s-x its something to see

[chorus repeat 2x]

[verse 3:lil’ flip]
i don’t go to clubs unless they got a party there
plus i got x’s and o’s in my cardier
n-gga i’m the sh-t i’m filthy rich
my car like a jheri curl cause it come wit a kit
i can front you a hit or drop you a brick
and if you saw where i lived you’d probably sh-t
enough about me well lets talk about my cl!ck
and rule one is never get into it over a b-tch
but that’s how it go its all about makin mo dough
sellin mo records, and blowin mo dro’
throwback jerseys and iced out chains
my piece so rocked up n-ggas think i’m on caine
but i only sip drank and i use to flip birds
now i’m 21, 22 rippin curbs
and if you got some hoes n-gga bring e’m in
cause flip and juvie f-ck e’m all like wilt chamberliegn

[chorus till end]

- juvenile lyrics

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