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Young Jeezy
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I Got Money
Lyricist:Aldrin Davis, Clifford Joseph Harris, Jay Jenkins
Yeah, yeah, [Incomprehensible], 'cause I got money I got money you niggas, that's right [Incomprehensible]
All I know is the sky is blue and the Coupe is new And if ya money's right 'nd the coke is white The birds fly south every year in the night Gotta get it how you live mothafuck them hataz
Get 'em, I'm get 'em off like hot potatoes Good morning Vietnam yeah we tryin' to earn stripes Get jammed up of one can cost you ya whole life, damn So say goodnight to the bad guy
Fresh pair of 87 jeans I'm so fly My seats are suede my luggage is Louie And every bitch in the projects wanna do me Snowman's the name 100 grand on the chain
My seats are suede my luggage is Louie And every bitch in the projects wanna do me 'cause I got money (You tellin' a joke, I got money, no, I'm serious) Remember when I couldn't afford no cloths but now a days A nigga hit the baddest hoes 'cause I got money (Yeah, yeah, you know I'm serious man, I got money)
The Chevy's sittin' so high but the rims sit low I got 'em from Baileys CTE that's the label that pays me, I own that so I pay myself Being brokes bad for my health, nyquill green 26 inches Greenbriar mall pulled 26 bitches, that's right
Make a quick stop serve 9 hoes These are my confessions, I'm a sucker for clothes That paper stack up if you let it But I keep fukin' up, I gotta shoe fetish Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Bad habits I may walk just every week Fifty pairs or new Nike's ain't cheap You know I gotta get the cap to match, new era shit I a town to that Throw the bags in the trunk right back to the trap, wassup
My seats are suede my luggage is Louie And every bitch in the projects wanna do me 'cause I got money (You tellin' a joke, I got money, no, I'm serious) Remember when I couldn't afford no cloths but now a days A nigga hit the baddest hoes 'cause I got money (Yeah, yeah, you know I'm serious man, I got money)
See me in the drive off 30 down town evening Houston It caught a flat tire had to leave it in Houston And then ran out of gas in the blue GT The minute we leave I cop the new GT
So now balla wouldn't call caught him livin' a lie Hey, you can't help to spend it pimpin' if you gettin' it right Listen if you be gettin' what I be gettin' tonight You too would be high as a kite blowin' Dro on a flight
Oh, I'm g 4'in at my 7 ay commercial ight Just security being a bitch can't get in with this But everything 100 million again I'm in a vanquish tell that nigga fo' she begin to sins
My seats are suede my luggage is Louie And every bitch in the projects wanna do me 'cause I got money (You tellin' a joke, I got money, no, I'm serious) Remember when I couldn't afford no cloths but now a days A nigga hit the baddest hoes 'cause I got money (Yeah, yeah, you know I'm serious man, I got money)
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