Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Moola and the Guap, artist - Wiz Khalifa. Date of issue: 23.11.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Moola and the Guap |
| I got what you need |
| The fetti and the cheese |
| The moola and the guap |
| Got moola and the guap |
| I got what you need |
| The fetti and the cheese |
| The moola and the guap |
| Got moola and the guap |
| I got what need, boy, ya want it |
| That nigga price high |
| Mine cheap, so they love it |
| Do it big, shake 'em off |
| And these haters wish I wasn’t |
| All about my job |
| And my guap keep it comin |
| Who you foolin boy? |
| I does it |
| Your girl said she loves it |
| Pocket full of guap, and that moola keep it comin |
| Heavy hustle, Rostrum Records |
| On it big, man, its nothin |
| Cigarillo full of that Rain Man, I call her fresh puffin |
| It’s-it's-it's smellin super bad; |
| call me MC puffin |
| Stick that thing in oven |
| Turn it up and make muffins |
| Money comin up, that moola and the green |
| Money comin in, I chop it up between my team |
| I’m a star in the air |
| Doin big things |
| Why you think your lady stare |
| I’m stuntin like a stunna do |
| Fresh when I want to |
| Do my shit in front of you |
| Money everywhere |
| Look, dumbie, right in front of you |
| Yeah. |
| I’m fresh up off the plane |
| I hit the town straight from tourin |
| I don’t run up and down the court |
| But you can say I’m ballin |
| The money’s not a problem |
| So you know they gon hate |
| When they see them yellow diamonds |
| You should see them hoes' face |
| I’mma need a whole case |
| Hit the club |
| And pop them bottles |
| In it with my thugs |
| Spendin dubs |
| Like no tomorrow |
| I make a lot of chavo |
| And meet a lot of bus-downs |
| Saw me in the club once |
| Shawty got a crush now |
| Don’t got the time |
| Got a line |
| Of sexy women |
| Wanna fuck the team cuz they seen how we be spendin |
| Rock expensive linen |
| Yeah that baggy shit is finished |
| When you gettin money |
| Everything is fitted |
| Listen |
| This ain’t nothin close |
| To most |
| Of you niggas, weirdos |
| My swagga is on one, followed by a zero-zero |
| I got up in her earhole |
| She hopped up in my seats |
| Told her ride with a G |
| If you like what you see |
| Cuz I. |
| I got what ya need |
| A blunt for ya trees |
| A lot of pipe for all that you got stuffed in them jeans |
| My ride got screens |
| I’m high, I got a lean |
| But I don’t sip purple |
| I smoke a lot of green |
| 300 dolla jeans |
| Tight white tee |
| I look at you and tell you to get right |
| Like me |
| And check your main broad |
| Because she might like me |
| Waitin for the right time |
| And tonight might be |
| --annhaa!-- |
| She say she want a nigga with that moola and that guap |
| They see me, I don’t have to say shit to em, bro, they flock |
| And as for all them hatin niggas, ooh I got 'em hot |
| They recognize that I’m on number two and ain’t gon stop (two) |
| I rep my city (city) |
| Floodin my P (P) |
| Canary yellow diamonds |
| Lookin like my chain peed (wow) |
| A pocket full a dollas |
| My nigga, I gangreen (yup) |
| So if you bout your money |
| Boy I’m bout the same thing (yeah) |