Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money In My Pocket, artist - Meyhem Lauren.
Date of issue: 17.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Money In My Pocket |
My flesh got the original tint |
My neck speaks Cuban Peep Jesus and squint |
Y’all get fly, but I’m a different refresh |
You buy off the rack |
I dress my dick to the left |
You never got suited, never got fitted |
So the shit I’m talkin bout |
You never gon' get it |
We fuck the same bitches, that’s basics |
Split they tongue like a pair of Asics |
Catapult cocaine and curb cases |
Keep a four five on and roll seises (sixes) |
I’m winning comfort is a trophy |
See me when you see me, then you’ll probably see me OT, uh |
Shirtless with shades on, whippin' something foreign |
I keep my wrist wrapped like I’m sparring |
Rocking a pair of NB’s |
New chick flipping like 10 P’s |
Get money, get money |
Keep stuntin', keep stuntin' |
Bag bitches, bag bitches |
Go crush ‘em |
Get money, get money |
Keep stuntin', keep stuntin' |
Bag bitches, bag bitches |
Go crush ‘em |
Bottles on my table, bitches on my lap |
Money in my pocket, that’s a motherfucking fact |
Bottles on my table, bitches on my lap |
Money in my pocket, that’s a motherfucking fact |
Lunch at Don Pepe’s, life in rap essays |
Top grain leather, we tryna enjoy decades |
Toast to my future, stayin' close to my past |
Hustlin' the present cause a nigga need cash |
Y’all niggas need a fresh advisor |
I stay swervin' like I couldn’t pass a breathalyzer |
Used to take it easy, now I’m takin' over |
Never been a cobra, hoppin' out the Rover |
If not I got the ruger, hoppin' out the Uber |
Beef is for the street, don’t be a thug on the computer |
Eat good, drink good, live better, get cheddar |
Disease stricken wool I usually rock a sick sweater |
Sneakers in my closet, bitches in my jack |
Money in my pocket, that’s a motherfucking fact |
Peace to Mr. Wonderful |
If niggas looking for that work, we got a bundle full |