Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money Put Away, artist - Curren$y. Album song The Jetlanta EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 13.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Jet Life
Song language: English
Money Put Away |
| Self made, Self paid |
| Shorty bought that Rolls Royce |
| Put it on blades |
| Shorty paid the cost she now in boss lane |
| Stayed down, got high and you never changed |
| SL with the top up when it’s heavy rain |
| Have your name hold weight |
| Have you chain solid gold no fake |
| Destined to ball, it was written |
| This is fate |
| They can’t interfere so I roll up let em hate |
| Money put away, I got some more coming |
| Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing |
| If you don’t know that about me then you don’t know nothing |
| I was born in New Orleans, live my whole life stunting |
| Money put away, I got some more coming |
| Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing |
| If you don’t know that about me then you don’t know nothing |
| Diamonds shining, fill my backwood with exotic |
| I’m the hottest topic |
| Pimp your bitch right out them dollars |
| I don’t wear no Robins |
| Sweat pants is what I arrive in |
| Yeah I’m steady climbing |
| Swear I’m balling on these niggas |
| Without a fucking problem |
| You don’t want to problem, so don’t you try to stop em |
| JLR, Spitta told me get em I say I got em |
| Water whippin in the kitchen |
| That’s how lil homie got em |
| Ranking so many bitches |
| I’m starting to think they plotting |
| I leave em with no watching |
| What you saying something? |
| Well make sure that I got it |
| Got to be a cold day in hell before I let em ride me |
| And all this ice around my neck |
| It’s not that hard to find me, yeah |
| Money put away, I got some more coming |
| Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing |
| If you don’t know that about me then you don’t know nothing |
| I was born in New Orleans, live my whole life stunting |
| Money put away, I got some more coming |
| Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing |
| If you don’t know that about me then you don’t know nothing |
| Uh |
| Make it to spend it |
| Blew a lot, I stash plenty |
| Grill was 20, I smile at bitches and boot up niggas |
| I’m east side with it, my side ain’t sweet |
| Lil boy’s blinking |
| Slide for my niggas, they ride for me |
| Like I ride for Spitta |
| Yeah, if you ain’t no that, you don’t know a nigga |
| And you probably the type that will owe a nigga |
| Cause if you did’t know, then you will do better |
| Teach a mans how to fish and he will eat forever |
| Shit, keep our minds together we be rich forever |
| Bury me in all my jewelry let me shine forever |
| I got Ciroc and take a four on it |
| Let them niggas have the style since I got more coming |
| Money put away, I got some more coming |
| Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing |
| If you don’t know that about me then you don’t know nothing |
| I was born in New Orleans, live my whole life stunting |
| Money put away, I got some more coming |
| Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing |
| If you don’t know that about me then you don’t know nothing |