Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Money Don't Fold , by - Juvenile. Release date: 30.11.2009
Song language: English
My Money Don't Fold |
| What?! |
| Flight School in the building homey |
| Nino, it’s on as a bone mayne |
| Gettin that money mayne |
| Puttin it in the bank account though, writin checks |
| If you broke man it’s gon' be hard for you understand this |
| But peep this |
| I know you see the cars, the jewels and the clothes |
| Bitch nigga my money don’t fold |
| Bitch nigga my money don’t fold |
| Bitch nigga my money don’t fold |
| I know you see the Lamb' with the butterfly do’s |
| And I keep it to the side on some hoes |
| Bitch nigga my money don’t fold |
| Bitch nigga my money don’t fold |
| Oh no! |
| My money don’t fold… I’m a winner |
| If money is the root of all evil, I’m a sinner |
| Listen up soldier boy I bend your antenna |
| Red dot on the center of your head for my dinner |
| I don’t talk about swag… cause I show it |
| 50 thousand dollar cash every 12 I blow it |
| Yeah that boy hot, Lambo’s in the lot |
| What’cha know about deep sea fishin on a yacht? |
| Lil' kids thankin showtime at the center |
| Retarded baby it’s me because I’m shittin like an enema |
| You garbage, I’m solid |
| I’m on these hoes like fingernail polish |
| Fresh out of Flight School I got it on pilot |
| You in the corner actin stupid lookin childish |
| You got your shades on loc but you can notice me |
| You actin like you don’t see me but bitch I know… |
| Every day I’m the man… I pop Louis tags |
| I probably got your whole life inside this Louis bag |
| You know the F1, I already wrecked one |
| Had to upscale, Lamborghini was the next one |
| Hold your tongue son, I be on that BS |
| I put that on everything I am U.T. |
| yes |
| I was in them raids, now a nigga paid |
| And my bitch sippin more of these champagne heads |
| Yes, I’m everywhere that they ain’t broke |
| Seen the money then I’m already at the airport |
| I am a star boy, you look a fan like |
| You coulda bought two but you ain’t have your plan right |
| I got my Louis' on, cool plus iron white |
| Sunday might go out there and show 'em I’m the man like |
| You got your shades on loc but you can notice me |
| You actin like you don’t see me but bitch I know… |
| I said I just got paaaaaaaid! |
| The money playin ping pong |
| I’m ballin at the red light, feelin good like King Kong |
| This here the theme song, hundred fifty steam on |
| I’m dead wrong, talkin money on the phone |
| It’s baller music, baby buy you some |
| Boy I’ma get paid no matter how you come |
| You can’t act crazy, I’ma go and get guns |
| I tell you what, be the quick to show up punks |
| I hit the highways boy, with CDs and tapes |
| Might come back with X pills, and cell phones and Bapes |
| State to state, boy we tryin to be straight |
| Fuck that, we tryin to bake a wedding cake |
| They just got the new Jag, God damn that’s fun |
| Well we just got the paper, God damn that’s one |
| Because my money don’t fold, spend my money on hoes |
| We about it hoe so go and get some mo' dough |