| Loud money
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| Macho money
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| Stunt money
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| Show money
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| Blow money
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| Dough money
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| Your money
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| No money
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| I do my thing in the booth, the streets know
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| You hear my chains in the booth, I wear my gold
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| We pull up front of your bitch, lift up them doors
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| She all about that jet life so fuck yours
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| These bitches know I’m stoned anywhere I go
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| And when ain’t coming in if we can’t smoke
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| Fuck your rules, I’m too cool for that, bro
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| I buy the building, throw you out the back door
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| Carlito shouldn’t have let Benny Blanco go
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| Cause everywhere you turn they coming for your throat
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| That’s why I keep my circle tight, jet lifers in the cypher
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| Bending corners, breaking bitches, making dough
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| Coming up
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| Dope money, that’s paperweight
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| Loose leaf my paper straight
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| C-notes and they face to face
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| China nigga, no paper plates
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| Silver back we’re not silver spoon
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| Business man but I’m still a goon
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| I’m rolling, nigga, like wheelbarrows
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| Y’all joke niggas like Will Ferrells
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| My money stupid like Lil' Darryl
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| Y’all bank account is getting real narrow
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| I fuck the deal, up and run at night
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| Vampire on that life
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| And I know you hate my guts, woa'
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| Cause I got everything you want in life
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| Waking up and I’m counting up
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| Cause that mula start my morning rite
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| Well my morning right and my evening good
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| When my evening good then my family eating
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| My family, get sanity
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| That sanity is that man to me
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| And that man to me know what he said to me
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| Man as me and no damage me
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| I don’t plan to leave and no baggage either
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| Nigga didn’t give no bands to me
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| I’ve got
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| I’ve got dice money, got coke money, got on the run lay low money
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| I’m a pimp fool I’ll take your ho money
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| And use this shit for my smoke money
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| Like Deebo I take yo money I’m still spending my old money
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| Old boy can’t fuck with me this lil nigga gettin grown money
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| Got long paper I smash her good she askin me if I’m on somethin
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| I make bread fuck with my dope get beat down like you stole somethin
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| Them cops keep on harassin' me try question me I don’t know nothin'
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| This Juvenile and Young Rod, this Bales bitch we got loads of money
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| Andretti got a bowl of mari' I kill a block bitch bloody Mary
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| Jet Life the new Rockafeller my shoe box full of mozzarella
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| Got stuntin' money for my snow bunny back then I had no money
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| Until I touched a little blow money had to re-up to make mo money |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mo Money , by - Curren$y. Song from the album Community Service 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп