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lance retuya - m.o.b. lyrics

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chorus:
money over bullsh-t
that’s just how it is (how it is)
money over bullsh-t
that’s just how i live (how i live)
money over bull-
mo-mo-money over bullsh-t
money over bull-
mo-mo-money over bullsh-t

verse 1:
uh m.o.b. that’s the way i live
i got no time for these b-tches tryna f-ck up my sh-t
my money stays proper, fresh jays and a fly chopper
never dealin with them promiscious, scandalizing homie hoppers
loyalty in this game of life is a mystery
baby is you feelin me? or the man that i’m ’bout to be
if the first night we f-ckin’
there ain’t no way you be trusted
cause i never let a woman tell me that i’m nothing, never frontin’
big green, but i got bigger dreams
when the money’s coming in, all the bullsh-t’s left behind the scenes
once i let ’em in, they tryna find my weaknesses
they all got that type of poison
all a bunch of michael bivins
they wanna be my sidekick, scottie pippen
they wanna be a millionaire, regis philbin
you wanna make it in this world girl then put in the work
you ain’t goin nowhere fast cause you know how to twerk

chorus:
money over bullsh-t
that’s just how it is (how it is)
money over bullsh-t
that’s just how i live (how i live)
money over bull-
mo-mo-money over bullsh-t
money over bull-
mo-mo-money over bullsh-t

verse 2:
uh, verse 2, uh
m.o.b. that’s the way is
i’m yellin money over bullsh-t while i’m steady gettin’ h-lla rich
livin’ more than moderate
turn a dollar to a profit b-tch
colder wrist, hotter b-tch
she thicker than the bible is
i’m praying to one, for more strength to come
so much pain and struggle that i’m now immune and numb yeah
second to none to what the rap game’s become
it’s money over everything, what i learned when my life begun
23, money trees, and a grip of h-lla cali green
jordan 3s, hennessy, and a bad b-tch always calling me
wannabes, poppin e, they be frontin’ like they roll with me
ya’ll will see, what i’ll be, when you see me on the tv screen
bet, mtv, anywhere they play my single b
main event, ppv, talking sl!ck game sitting near the ring
in between, jay and b, tryna get her to come home with me
but even with the money, the bullsh-t still gon’ follow me ya biatch



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