Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money Dance, artist - Troy Ave. Date of issue: 24.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Money Dance |
| Oo girl I want you closer |
| Hold on adjust my holster |
| Dance now, real nigga in the building |
| Fuck girl, fake niggas in their feelings |
| Oo girl I want you closer |
| Hold on adjust my holster |
| Dance now, real nigga in the building |
| Fuck girl, fake niggas in their feelings |
| Word |
| My heart cold, ice colder than my chest |
| I don’t front like I wish you nothing but the best |
| I’ve wish I’ve jailed and I’ve wished you death |
| I’ve wished their mumma hold all their tears lil bitch wet |
| I once shot a nigga in their neck |
| I was tired of your disrespect |
| (adlibs) |
| He was ready waiting |
| A stomach full of a nigga, steady hating |
| I love paper so I’m steady chasing |
| Called the mob on my grandpa, amazin' |
| I get out of things with a handshake |
| I pull out a middle finger till your man’s fake |
| In my pool where I do my dance |
| Do it in the club, got it in my pants |
| Phoney you I call bluffs I’ll take ya gun from you and shoot ya in the skull |
| Oo girl I want you closer |
| Hold on adjust my holster |
| Dance now, real nigga in the building |
| Fuck girl, fake niggas in their feelings |
| Oo girl I want you closer |
| Hold on adjust my holster |
| Dance now, real nigga in the building |
| Fuck girl, fake niggas in their feelings |
| Fake niggas in their feelings |
| Fake niggas in their feelings |
| Fake niggas in their feelings |
| Fake niggas in their feelings |
| Fake niggas in their feelings |
| Fake niggas in their feelings |
| Fake niggas in their feelings |
| Fuck y’all, fake niggas in their feelings |
| Freddie will keep it fake |
| I’m taking my shotty till it’s fuck the snakes |
| The one in my jeans got a hol' of me |
| Lance making gucci look coney |
| Might leave that shit in my laundry |
| I used to get clean at (?) |
| I used to dry clean on my money |
| Cause you know I watch I can’t front this |
| Every day, four more straight, never miss like I pray |
| Lord keep these haters and these police away |
| Pray that they got me four brick in the yay |
| Back when I drove a truck by Chevrolet |
| It ain’t ever come to panama |
| That’s what he say |
| Charge it to the game and I ball anyway |
| I play it in the club you could be my Lisa Ray, Bae! |
| Oo girl I want you closer |
| Hold on adjust my holster |
| Dance now, real nigga in the building |
| Fuck girl, fake niggas in their feelings |
| Oo girl I want you closer |
| Hold on adjust my holster |
| Dance now, real nigga in the building |
| Fuck girl, fake niggas in their feelings |