3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch
Young money young money yeah we getting rich
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
Yup money talks, but for you money walks
Ass need a saddle
Cash money, financial
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money
Money bring pain,money bring gain
Well, brenda's barely got a brain
Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee
Anint shit funny, for the money
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Getting to the money
Almost lost my life to the industry
Boy im out here chasing money
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