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young nudy - money كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
i’m doin’ good now, you feel me? i’m doin’ good now
don’t— don’t just think like a n_gga just dumb as f_ck now, i ain’t no dumbass n_gga now
they can say whatever the f_ck they wanna say, you feel me?
i’ll go in there and drop this sh_t on the table, have the teacher, princ_p_l panties gettin’ wet, make her wanna suck a young n_gga d_ck, you hear me?
i’m ain’t playin’, i’m tellin’ the truth
ooh_wee, look what that money make a b_tch do (yeah)
mmm
(you know i spend my money on mine, n_gga, yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah
(you know i spend my money on mine, n_gga)
i’m like, “yo, what’s up, p?” (what’s up, p?) “what be goin’ on?” (yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo)
i’m like, “yo, what’s up, p?” (yo) “what the f_ck goin’ on?” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
(yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
yo

[verse 1]
i see n_ggas mad, mad ’cause money didn’t make me (can’t break me, nah)
i might do a lot of sh_t, but never will be a hater (never)
n_gga, if you know ’bout me, i wake up and get paper (get paper)
n_gga, if you know ’bout me, my favorite is rollin’ a flavor (rollin’ them flavors)
yeah, i be countin’ different colors on you haters (on you haters)
throw them frames on, told ’em i’ll see ’em later (i’ll see you later)
got they flame on, pull up with the blazers (with the blazers)
they could take somethin’, ridin’ ’round with them takers (i’m ridin’ with the takers)
[chorus]
money, yeah, money, yeah, money, yeah, money, yeah
money, yeah, money, yeah, money, yeah, money, yeah
money, yeah, money, yeah, money, yeah
(you know i spend my money on mine, n_gga, yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i’m tryna break my bank account, i’m tryna break my bank account, i’m tryna break my bank account (i’m tryna break my bank account)
yeah, i’m tryna break my bank account, i’m tryna break my bank account, i’m tryna break my bank account (i’m tryna break my bank account)

[verse 2]
n_gga might flash it, n_gga might blast it, dog, i got shooters that crash (they’ll crash)
shooters on my side like my gun on my side (it’s on my side)
n_gga, i’m grindin’, tryna go get it, i just want more millions (more millions)
want more millions, want more millions, stack my sh_t to the ceiling (to the ceiling)
hundred fifty for a show, d_mn, i wasn’t gettin’ five hundred (d_mn, i wasn’t gettin’ five hundred)
d_mn, these n_ggas never know, thought i was a one_hit wonder (d_mn)
n_gga better put it on they mama, n_gga wanna be like me, no wonder (no wonder)
i got too much money, too much commas, runnin’ right through it, n_gga, you under (you under me)
yeah, under my feet, i step on n_ggas and i step in loubs (in loubs)
and i walk around with fifties on me, nothin’ but blues (nothin’ but blues)
n_ggas talkin’ this and that, but n_gga don’t have no clue (he ain’t have no clue)
what this money do, i’ll make your b_tch come through (i’m in there)

[chorus]
money, yeah, money, yeah, money, yeah, money, yeah
money, yeah, money, yeah, money, yeah, money, yeah
money, yeah, money, yeah, money, yeah, money, yeah
money, yeah, money, yeah, money, yeah, money
i’m tryna break my bank account, i’m tryna break my bank account, i’m tryna break my bank account (i’m tryna break my bank account)
yeah, i’m tryna break my bank account, i’m tryna break my bank account, i’m tryna break my bank account (i’m tryna break my bank account)
[outro]
you know i spend my money on mine, n_gga, yeah
you know i spend my money on mine, n_gga

- young nudy

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