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twin (us) - money,money money lyrics

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artist:twin
track:money money money
album:american hustle
label:hard hittin ent

chorus:
money money money
money money money
sh-t is real in the game it ain’t funny
money money money
money money money
we hungry out here my rib’s is touching
money money money
money money money
check out my swag is geared from head to toe
money money money
money money money
i love it when they hate ya already you know

verse 1:
ah, they say that money is the root of evil
and when you get a taste you see whats true with people
sh-t why you think that we move it illegal
staying on the low hope the ds will never see you
so i creep though these backs block and avenue
when you think they are onto to you
well you know what you have to do
gotta shake them like moves on a ball court
memorize my lawyers number just in case we are all caught
then we all forced in a to tiny cell
it reminds me of h-ll
that’s just a small thought
and i’ve have been there seen the look in my eyes
i never been scared every moment is intense there
yeah but right now we going to live it up
crack a dutch down the middle then twist it up
i get a puff i blow it out
let me tell you about the only though my mind thinks about

chorus:
money money money
money money money
sh-t is real in the game it ain’t funny
money money money
money money money
we hungry out here my vim’s is touching
money money money
money money money
check out my swag is geared from head to toe
money money money
money money money
i love it when they hate ya already you know

verse 2:
i am in grind mode 2 4 slash 7
3 6 5
508 yeah a that kid reappin (the hillz)
let it sink in your brain yeah it will take a second
we eat first you bums can’t even taste a seconds
i am just trying to make it better
trying to make it sweeter
but these n-gga acting bitter
trapping in the winner
breezing thorugh spring, and shinning in the summer
im just trying to do my thing all day around hustlers
smoke like m-fflers
swag to fresh yeah your b-tch wanna f-ck us
then roll that dutch up
then put my heads in the cloud now i am f-cked up
no telling when i am coming down fill my cup up
pour my shout out for the ones ain’t here
we give them shout outs just in case it ain’t clear
well go all out i hope you f-cking lames here
my n-ggas ball out owww

chorus:
money money money
money money money
sh-t is real in the game it ain’t funny
money money money
money money money
we hungry out here my vim’s is touching
money money money
money money money
check out my swag is geared from head to toe
money money money
money money money
i love it when they hate ya already you know



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