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rich homie quan - money fold lyrics

[intro]
yea, party at the mansion
i got me like–

[hook]
15 hoes (you know it n-gga), all ’em ready (they down to f-ck)
pull back up (skrrt), suburban chevy (ooh ooh)
n-ggas talk (that come wit the game), b-tches talk (f-ck them hoes)
money walk (hey), let that money walk (that right too)
they hated on me (yeah n-gga), now they on my nuts (oooh)
take care of my fam (fam first), ’cause now i’m up (now i’m up)
money come (money come), money go
when that money get so big it’s hard to keep that money fold (heeeeyyy)

[verse 1]
when i was young and we was broke i saw a lot of things (yeah)
couldn’t stay out of jail i caught a lot of cases (yeah)
under 25 with a black card in my wallet baby (yeah yeah)
who the h-ll said that money make you a boss lil’ baby
you see that caution tape (yeah), so you can’t come ’round here if you do not know n0body (yeah)
money to the ceiling been saving since i had nothin’ (yeah)
i don’t have no feelings, i been hurt so i can’t trust ya (yeah)
geeked up, blowing on purple feelin’ like urkel (yeah)
all these beats i murder (yeah), no squares in my circle (yeah)
little kids they look up to me gotta be a better person (yeah)
got pulled over know i’m dirty pray them folks don’t search me (yeah)
cause at the house i got like–

[hook]
15 hoes (you know it n-gga), all ’em ready (they down to f-ck)
pull back up (skrrrt), suburban chevy (ooh ooh)
n-ggas talk (that come wit the game), b-tches talk (f-ck them hoes)
money walk (hey), let that money walk (that right too)
they hated on me (yeah n-gga), now they on my nuts (ooh)
take care of my fam (fam first), ’cause now i’m up (now i’m up)
money come (money come), money go
when that money get so big it’s hard to keep that money fold (heeeeeyyy)

[verse 2]
i remember they say i wouldn’t have sh-t (yeah)
now i got like 3 or 4 establishments (yeah)
when i was lil’ i ain’t have the best all the kids was laughing at me
by the time i was in high school told them p-ssy n-ggas cl-ss in session (yeah)
i p-ssed the lesson
no asking questions got that b-ss in my trunk (yeah)
surrounded with my day ones (yeah)
if you try this rich homie sh-t
boy, i swear these n-ggas they goin’ (yeah)
shoot up everything in sight, might hit your daughter and son
i got robbers from river, and none of my shooters don’t run (yeah)
put it in my little boy devin name, so he can have a trust fund (yeah)
when he get older, when he grow up he can be a better man than me (yeah)
the plan for me is to sit back with me feet up, laid back (hey hey hey)
it’s hard to choose cause i got like–

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