swipey feat. jazzepha - money money money lyrics
jazzepha-turn this s way up!,(
i be having so many bro it just be like, you know what i mean)
i be going way up!(
i light this b up…
i made it out the hood)
phizzle phizzle swipey phizzle swipey
i was forced to get money)
get money-get money-lets go!
jazzepha-ball up in the club,-ballin ballin ballin
b wanna hide-call’em, call’em, call’em
i just robbed a bentley,
i do not have a wallet
i am on like curry, dont stop me when i’m ballin, know we getting money…
money money money money money money money, know we getting money…
money money money money money money money(know we getting money)
1-swipey: i’m gettin money with chansey…
countin money fingers ashey, bad b with me and she s-ssy whipin up mary-kate ashley…
i want the world for my lil brother scr-ppin the pot whiping b-tter…
southeast we come from the gutter
stretching this dope like it’s rubber…
birdman son i’m a stunner…
i’m trynah eat with a supper
catch me in the trap with a b-mper.
versace shades feel like big b-mpers.
jazzepha-ball up in the club,-ballin ballin ballin
b want to hide-call’em, call’em, call’em
i just robbed a bentley,
i do not have a wallet
i am on like curry, dont stop me when i’m ballin, know we getting money…
money money money money money money money, know we getting money…
money money money money money money money(know we getting money)
2-swipey: money,
money,
money…
money,
money,
money, dollar bill after dollar bill stick together like it’s honey, birdies they sing like the choir, whiping up lizzie mc
guire, if you want that work them you’re hired, money so old like my money retired.
jazzepha-ball up in the club,-ballin ballin ballin
b want to hide-call’em, call’em, call’em
i just robbed a bentley,
i do not have a wallet
i am on like curry, dont stop me when i’m ballin, know we getting money…
money money money money money money money, know we getting money…
money money money money money money money(know we getting money)
3-romilli: i just want all them pesos, stack it up like a lego, takin trips down the a with my bro, got a white b that f up her nose…
beatin the pot on the stove, designer my shoes and my clothes, i don’t want half i want the loaf…
need a bad b that look like dej loaf, she like what piece you want i want both, i remember back then i was broke…
now i racks just for my shows, i love countin up them bank-roles.
jazzepha-ball up in the club,-ballin ballin ballin
b want to hide-call’em, call’em, call’em
i just robbed a bentley,
i do not have a wallet
i am on like curry, dont stop me when i’m ballin, know we getting money…
money money money money money money money, know we getting money…
money money money money money money money(know we getting money)
jazzeha: money, money, money, money, money money, money(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)money money money(aye)
all i do wake up for the money then get me some money, yeah d-mn right yeah you right yeah!
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