Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Married to the Money, artist - Star.
Date of issue: 02.10.2014
Song language: English
Married to the Money |
RIP to the Speaker Knockers |
All they wanna do is count commas |
You know that I’m married to the guapa |
You couldn’t see the money with binoculars |
It feels like my lady is the money |
I wish I could have a baby with the money |
I can’t leave the house without her on me |
You know that I’m married to the money |
I had a fake chain, I was 16 |
I gave they ass some Timbs, but them shits clean |
I remember stealing candy from Andrew’s |
Getting whip-its from my aunty’s, some damn food |
I’m the and my homies skipped school |
Even in her hooptie, I’m still cool |
I’m from the 3rd man the crip called comma |
Ain’t seen my other crib and everyone in 4 months |
I spend this money rappin' that boy like so what? |
Cash shoes with the cash dudes, go nuts |
Ain’t nothin' gonna come between you and I |
You the only one I need in my life |
It feels like my lady is the money |
I wish I could have a baby with the money |
I can’t leave the house without her on me |
You know that I’m married to the money, the money |
I don’t know what these niggas talkin' 'bout |
These niggas must be tired, they run their mouth |
I got some hitters by the phone |
Just in case we don’t get along |
And all I rock is designer |
Bet your bitch that I’mma ride her |
Girl that handsome boy |
Play that pussy, girl play it for a |
They ain’t want me when I had a Monte Carlo |
Now they on my page askin' me to follow |
I’m a nigga trigga' all up in Chicago |
We gon' get to the money that’s the motto |