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potluck - money makes the world go round lyrics

[chorus]
money makes the world go ’round
sometimes you’re up, sometimes you’re down
i smoke a blunt and [?]
cause it ain’t easy when your life is [?]

[verse one – underrated]
look around everybody wants
(more paper, more cash, more petty, more crave)
it’s the way of the world
and it seems that i can’t please a girl ’til i stack (more cheese)
and i don’t need everything that you’re hearing about
i just need a little paper to calm me down
this r-a-p better be the new sound
or p-g-m-e is gonna turn the lights out
it’s kinda funny, but it’s not
cause i’ve been up in the game too long and i can’t stop
still b-mpin’ down the block, still trippin’ off the music
still tryin’ to be the best rapper ever since tupac
so i gotta stay focused, i wrote this to be the dopest
never choke wit’ us, smoke wit’ us
and i can’t stand being the brokest
so i’m livin’ illegal script, f-ck the po-pos
and f-ck money, i hate money
money make a mothaf-cka act funny
money separates me and you, then you’re wack
if you don’t drive a benz or a beamer
sounds bad, but it’s true
just imagine a dude, with a bad att-tude
no girl, no cash, so i act rude
rappin’ the truth when i’m up in the booth
and i’m in love with the money, cause i’m just like you

[chorus – underrated on the libs]
money makes the world go ’round
(money makes the girls scream while the world spins)
sometimes you’re up, sometimes you’re down
(it’s how my life is, still grindin’)
i smoke a blunt and [?]
(smokin’ and drinkin’ to ease the pain)
cause it ain’t easy when your life is [?]
(i’m praying, i’m hoping that i can make this change)

[verse two – one ton]
i do what gotta i do, say what wanna i say
pray for a day, i ain’t livin’ this way
better give me this pay, gotta make it through the day
make a cool as move, make them see our own way
neva’ can i say i didn’t do it for this dolla’
cause i did a lot of dirt tryin’ to be a big balla’
flipped ever dime, then i bought an impala
broke -ss n-gg-, tryin’ to make a b-tch holla
had to fight for my life, i was hyped on my high
hope you like what i write, cause i’m writtin’ my life
might wanna fight, cause i want a bigger bite
got you likin’ my type, when i be doing what’s right
never did i lie, never at all about frontin’
always keep it real, i’m a n-gg- with nothin’
i’m a n-gg- still huntin’, i’m a n-gg- ’bout somethin’
i’m a n-gg- chasin’ money that’ll never stop runnin’
(money makes the world go ’round)
i’m reppin’ the west coast and chasin’ the pesos
(money makes the world go ’round)
i’m f-ckin’ the dress code, and wearin’ my sh-ll-toes
boojie -ss clubs, tryin’ to steal what i got
make me dress up in a suit, just to listen to what’s hot
i think not, broke m-th-f-ckas built hip hop
now i’m in the spot, tryin’ to make our sh-t pop

money is the reason i’m on the road
safely stayin’ and pushin’ on
money is the reason i don’t come home
gotta stack these kicks so we can [?]
money is the reason i lace my shoes
make these moves and pay these dues
money is the reason i, you know
money is the reason i, you know

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