Curtis Williams - Money lyrics

rate me

Ft. Og Maco

(Intro)

Yeah, Cookin Soul

Yeah, Curt prolly smokin' weed or sum'

I'm on this Bud Light

You know

Bitch! Whooo!

It's sum' like that

(Verse: OG Maco)

Bank account optimal, 5,705 to see life thru' these opticals

Gold metal solider how we ova come these obstacles

Leave it up to me, it's lobster shell sumewhere tropical

Nautical won't catch me in no Nautica

Autobio writer, ain't no autoring

A blind worker could easily see the boss in him

They bite my shit like gators, well look what costing 'em

Aggravating haters, don't talk paper just to cost in him

The cost of being us leave them broker than the whips they in

Mad cause they hoopie riding, I'm sliding in sumething murdered out

Suicide doors just to let us muthafuckas out

Only niggas known to keep her wet in the fucking drought, bitch!

(Hook)

Old hoes, new hoes, no hoes, money

We been wit ya new girl, and old girl chummy

Conversation lighting him, she said she want to suck me

It's like old hoes, new hoes, no hoes, money

Old hoes, new hoes, no hoes, money

We been wit ya new girl, and old girl chummy

Conversation lighting him, she said she want to suck me

It's like old hoes, new hoes, no hoes, money

(Verse 2: Curtis Williams)

I said, coming down with my windows up and my weed rolled

Niggas know the gang before the see a gang, smell the weed smoke

Said, new money, got a new bitch, but the same clique

Niggas tweet a lot, when they see me out, they neva do shit

Got a pound of weed in my trunk, bitch

Lobster plate for my lunch, bitch, ain't touched one

My young niggas on that dumb shit

Teachers said I wouldn't be shit

Self made I on't need shit

Used to skip class with the same clothes

Had no money, used to dream shit

Bathin' ape with the full zips

Raf Simons with the three stripes

Yo bitch bad, her toes up

So I took her home and gave her three pipe

Talking old hoes got new money, bitch

(Hook)