kasinova the don – money right lyrics
[intro]
8mob
k prince
cody cooke
i don’t love her
i don’t trust her
and if a n-gga got a check i use a rubber
you can blame it on my mother
she love me like no other
hey, hey
[chorus]
you can tell that i made it
and i paid my dues
all these girls getting naked
they don’t have a clue
felling like a prince when i woke up
my money got me right, right, right right
(hey!)
feeling like a man when i pull up
my money got me right, right, right right
[verse 1]
little bitty’s putting hickeys on my chest
telling me she really want the s-x
but all i want is neck
watch her knees bimbo flex
when my gold dirty, b-tches look at rolex, one check
you have a n-gga runnin’ with the choppa
catch them slippin’ in the bed, i’m eating on some lobster
all my homies down when i call ’em eddie munster
mama say i’m growing up, i’m acting like my father
hey! i’m a beast call me kong-a
n-gga on the move like a bronco
need my money pr-nto
now she getting naked in my condo
gotta let her mind go
let me push rewind slow
ring around the rosie, got a pocket full of rollies
picking b-tches out the group but now they think i’m lonely
then i changed the game when i p-ss it to the homie
she know the kid is all about the cheese but no bologna
hey!
[chorus]
you can tell that i made it
and i paid my dues
all these girls getting naked
they don’t have a clue
felling like a prince when i woke up
my money got me right, right, right right
(hey!)
feeling like a man when i pull up
my money got me right, right, right right
[verse 2]
my d-ck game even better than my whip game
switch lanes while she tugging on my gold chain
way before i met yo’ girl, you had no name
now you rippin’ off my shirt like hulk hogan
touchin’ on your wall like a roller
ya f-ckin’ with a soulja
i can feel your spirit comin’ closer
caught you sittin’ in a range rover
i came a long way from trustin’ baking soda and odors
hey! imma party like a rockstar
pullin’ up the ganja and smokin’ like a rasta
(whoop) you can call it ‘helicopter’
even though a brother high, still gotta watch ya
puttin’ on my fitted, with my crown i’m so permitted
i know a lot of n-ggas hating, wonder how i did it
you can swag a jackin’ but you still will never get it
you know i keep my pockets stuffed with bread like a biscuit
[chorus]
you can tell that i made it
and i paid my dues
all these girls getting naked
they don’t have a clue
felling like a prince when i woke up
my money got me right, right, right right
(hey!)
feeling like a man when i pull up
my money got me right, right, right right
felling like a prince when i woke up
my money got me right, right, right right
(hey!)
feeling like a man when i pull up
my money got me right, right, right right
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