Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money Moves, artist - Lil Berete. Album song 1 Way Out, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: NEW GEN
Song language: English
Money Moves |
We got diamonds in my watch, every time I walk through, yeah |
Maybe you won’t dance, better make that money move yeah |
Had a quarter in my pants, but that money made you, girl |
Money ain’t a thang, baby, hopping in the ring, yeah |
Plenty different years, I was looking for them bands, yeah |
Make it- make em pretty, ion really love that thang, girl |
Pull up in a Porsche, and we left up in the Benz, yeah |
When I hopped up out the Porsche, with the gang and not no friends, yeah |
I was in the trap house really, tryna make me a mill no philly |
Now I’m live in the radio, I can’t even answer the nizzy, I’ll still do |
drillings |
I ain’t gotta say it, been screwing this price you can even ask siri |
S-line whip, I love false drillers, my young boy still do it on drillies |
Bad Bs come to the nizz, we don’t want none of that love from Kiki |
Bomb uptown with a pocket rocket, all plat' play freaky |
Summertime still looking like it’s freezing and all of this ice looking like |
it’s leaking |
(?) turn 10 and the feds still feeling, and the lease still decent |
We got diamonds in my watch, every time I walk through, yeah |
Meet me on (?) better make that money move yeah |
Had a quarter in my pants, but that money made you, girl |
Money ain’t a thang, baby, hopping in the ring, yeah |
Plenty different years, I was looking for them bands, yeah |
Make it- make em pretty, ion really love that thang, girl |
Pull up in a Porsche, and we left up in the Benz, yeah |
When I hopped up out the Porsche, with the gang and not no friends, yeah |
I can’t trust nobody, I can’t even trust my friends |
All my homies locked up, I ain’t talking bout no fence |
Balling like I’m Jordan and these haters on the bench |
Baddies in my car, switching lanes, your shit rented |
Coolin with your ho, Friday night I’m watching Netflix |
Money come and go, run it up and I’ma spend it |
I was tryna hit the stain, baby, I feel like the man, yeah |
Remember I was broke, running to the bank, I ain’t had no change, yeah |
We got diamonds in my watch, every time I walk through, yeah |
Meet me on (?) better make that money move yeah |
Had a quarter in my pants, but that money made you, girl |
Money ain’t a thang, baby, hopping in the ring, yeah |
Plenty different years, I was looking for them bands, yeah |
Make it- make em pretty, ion really love that thang, girl |
Pull up in a Porsche, and we left up in the Benz, yeah |
When I hopped up out the Porsche, with the gang and not no friends, yeah |