azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

​void - money talk lyrics

Loading...

[chorus: packgod]
it’s for the money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk
all i do is money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk

[verse 1: packgod]
i keep a glock on my mof+cking body
saw you in the street you was bargaining reps
i went from nothing to something
i gotta keep pumping or ima be nothing again
b+tch i be falling in all these hunnids
you talking that sh+t but you falling in debt
i got a heat infused draco
i load it with magma and then i’ll be dowin ya set
run up the bands, run up the mof+cking paper
then i go run up the stacks
i’m in a vet, i got a big spartan laser
i told that b+tch to get back
i’m in the back, they never thought i was nothing
they always called on me lastk
you know its pack
i’m feeling just like i’m bradley
run up on me feel the wrath
[pre+chorus: packgod]
money talk that ho, just like i’m talking to yo b+tch
i got thirty on my wrist and all my money getting spent
i got eighty f+cking shooters and they coming for yo neck
got a hundred f+cking reasons why i gotta keep this tec

[chorus: packgod]
it’s for the money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk
all i do is money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk (ah)

[verse 2: leg]
odst how it drop to the ground
got hollow tips you can tell by the sound
40 clip im upping the rounds
run up on me n+gga you outta bounds
run up on me you get put in the dirt
patek on me like that lil n+gga vert
dual blades in the night haze
n+gga want that smoke? n+gga you getting merked
got snakes on the hat got snakes on my shirt
two twin glocks on me ernie and bert
bullet proof best on my mof+cking body lil n+gga
so you know i ain’t getting hurt
im in the h+ll cat im going 200 my n+gga like f+ck it this sh+t boutta skurt
i got yo b+tch in the mof+cking telly my n+gga i told her to take off her skirt
[chorus: packgod]
it’s for the money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk
all i do is money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk (ah)

[verse 3: packgod]
choppa piranha that sh+t go ftaa
feel like obama when im in the trap
i got a knife on that mof+cking drako
that sh+t could go cut you right out of the map
i pour like twenty inside of the four
i made ten bands slide that sh+t to the bro
should i get the thermal or the extendo?
cash money in the bank ho
feel like im on nuketown how i up this f+cking drako
when im in the city know i always gotta stay low
when im in the city know i always gotta stay low

[chorus: packgod]
it’s for the money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk
all i do is money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...