
detroit rap news - money longer lyrics
[intro: skywalk scoob]
(da realest)
ahh
yeah
yuh, yep
b_tch, my money long
heh, yeah, my money long
what up, rap news?
yeah, yeah
yuh, yuh (yeah)
[verse 1: skywalk scoob]
money longer, b_tches on my d_ck ’cause, b_tch, i ball like homer
had a chain and bought another chain, this b_tch a super soaker
caught an opp in traffic, leave him there, you know lil’ bro gon’ blow him
blowin’ doors to strike from humboldt county, dog, this sh_t so potent
pem yeah the navy, money getters, them my n_ggas only
i ain’t got a deal, i’m sellin’ ‘bows, the industry can blow me
fifteen hundred for some ugly sneakers, you can never hold me
cali on his head, i paid my workers out with unemployment
ayy, every time i took a punch trip, i came with left hust’ (yeah)
every now and then, i bust a zero, feel like westbrook
still’ll hit him with that dirty 30, know the chef cook
fell off and got my paper back just like a textbook (yeah)
b_tch, if you ain’t in the mob, we gon’ tax you
i whip out forty thousand, tell a b_tch look what the trap do
he kept on talkin’ crazy, so we put his ass on rap news
lil’ bro can’t read and write, but he’d slide like a track 2
[chorus: skywalk scoob & bandgang javar]
money longer, stackin’ paper up ’cause i’m a money h__rder
probably should’ve signed to ovo how much we crossed the border
how them boys got paper on my head when all they money folded?
no, that ain’t my d_ck, that ain’t no bl!ck, ho, that’s my money pokin’
money longer, stackin’ paper up ’cause i’m a money h__rder
probably should’ve signed to ovo how much we crossed the border (bandgang)
how them boys got paper on my head when all they money folded?
no, that ain’t my d_ck, that ain’t no bl!ck, ho, that’s my money pokin’
[verse 2: bandgang javar]
n_ggas talk cash sh_t, but where the money at? (where it’s at?)
guess n_ggas don’t be into tetris, they ain’t gotta stack (lame)
what you flash, i need a microscope to notice that (too small)
i get dough before the scams, i couldn’t up a rack (facts)
first time i hit the road, i ain’t know how to act (facts)
could’ve made a phonebook with so much paper back (facts)
lookin’ back, i probably should’ve stacked (yeah)
but that sh_t gettin’ hot, it wouldn’t make it back
you ever seen ten encyclopedias? that’s how my money look (thick)
these n_ggas’ money thinner than a comic book
when you up roll, the cashiers give you funny looks (goofy)
man, quit playin’ with them props before they call the hook (ham)
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