mook tbg - too much money lyrics
[intro]
uh+uh, money
too much, uh
i said, too much money
they like, “boy, you touchin’ too much money, too much money”
[chorus]
they like, “boy, you touchin’ too much money, too much money”
(too much money)
she keep tryna hold me like she love me, you don’t love me (you don’t love me)
i smoke up myself and count these racks when i get lonely (when i get lonely)
play in her mouth like a dentist, she ain’t gon’ stop until i get finished (yeah)
really be different (yеah)
[verse 1]
he tryna kick it (yeah), but i ain’t addicted, i got to thе top (yeah, yeah)
’cause i ain’t quittin’, i got the opps tryna see what i’m gettin’, n+gga you broke, mind your business
i got a ak (grrt), shoot a f+ck n+gga down, then vacay, we gon’ relay, that’s what she say (hol’ up)
everyday i wake up is payday, hateday, wanna see me down like rayjay
i hit it first, how do my d+ck taste?
f+ck her the worst, she like the mixtape, ain’t got a bag, then you can’t dictate, no (woah)
i ain’t ever gon’ get sh+t take, he say we put his body on display (baow)
you jump in street look both ways, i do not beef with these n+ggas, they all lames (yeah)
[chorus]
they like, “boy, you touchin’ too much money, too much money”
(too much money)
she keep tryna hold me like she love me, you don’t love me (you don’t love me)
i smoke up myself and count these racks when i get lonely (when i get lonely)
play in her mouth like a dentist, she ain’t gon’ stop until i get finished (yeah)
really be different (yeah)
[bridge]
i’m so lonely (yeah)
lonely, too much money (too much money)
i’m so lonely (yeah, yeah)
lonely, too much money (too much money)
[verse 2]
i’m tryna get it, i need the cash, my fingers be itchin’
i do the dash when drivin’ a buick, now when i pass, the whip go stupid
showin’ my ass, they want me to lose it
i count it fast, i really do it
i get my last to watch n+ggas do it, he talkin’ reckless, we got to do it
i give up a bag, won’t give up the music
forget ’bout the pass, i won’t get into it
i bring my dawgs, to f+ck with the groupies, it’s four in the morning and we goin’ stupid
[chorus]
they like, “boy, you touchin’ too much money, too much money”
(too much money)
she keep tryna hold me like she love me, you don’t love me (you don’t love me)
i smoke up myself and count these racks when i get lonely (when i get lonely)
play in her mouth like a dentist, she ain’t gon’ stop until i get finished (yeah)
really be different (yeah)
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