GrandeMarshall

GrandeMarshall - Dedicated lyrics

rate me

feat. Saudi Money

[Hook]

Dedicated to the money

Let’s go my nigga, let’s get it

I’ma cash out, this mine, I spend it

To the money, that’s word to my mother

If you playing with my money

Put you 6 feet under

Dedicated to the money

Phone jumping, yeah the money calling

If I ain’t about the money, I don’t want it

Dedicated to the money,

Just tryina get my bread a little longer

Cause all this bullshit just make me stronger

Dedicated to the money

Bro why they hating on?

I thought the name of the game

Was to get this money

Say keep it real well ain’t this what you wanted

Said we could all do numbers, but you niggas funny

Yeah I hear the talkers homie, look at who winning with me

Why would you wanna oppose me

Far as gangsters, you just drinking forgis

My tires squeeling and the wheels smoking

Mouths runnin but it’s always traffic

I see you shining, you don’t see me living

Block peter, doing damage

My money antics got em frantic

Got your baby in pamper

Pedicure for dirty dancers,

All the laundry getting hampered

Stay wrapped in plastic, kinda plaster

These niggas have no standards

Make a groupie loose a handle

Stacking I became a master

I run it on the rollers, heard you skating on the hills

You grill baby face, how you feel

I got that whip appeal

Stay on my job and work them shifts

And pull up in that eddie griffin

Put forces on detroit pistons

Glory to the true in living

We play the block and run the zone, my niggas balling out the gym

Keep the nba street, beat balling up my tims

I’m driving reckless, sitting proper

Dressed like I got stock options

Money, trains, planes and cars

Storm my ...

[Hook]

Dedicated to the money

Let’s go my nigga, let’s get it

I’ma cash out, this mine, I spend it

To the money, that’s word to my mother

If you playing with my money

Put you 6 feet under

Dedicated to the money

Phone jumping, yeah the money calling

If I ain’t about the money, I don’t want it

Dedicated to the money,

Just tryina get my bread a little longer

Cause all this bullshit just make me stronger

Dedicated to the money

Y’all no nobody know what I’m bout homie

Get down or lay down homie

Pay up, pay now homie

Get the head get crown truly

Y’all niggas don’t ride like I do

Hoes I lamp and you fly through

Jones on the low, I like how I do

Strong arm to hold, she fine too

Made a life of rally, pat run the team

Money come dirty, hands leave clean

Work with me I be your tutor

Speakers knock you back to the future

84 dreams, mad black color nightmares

Smoke getty green, droppin ashes on my night earrings

Niggas wish they could rap like me

Wish I would rap like them

You got work, who hired you

Couldn’t get a piss out the fireman

You a fuck nigga if I say so,

Kid around with the playdhough

Fuck a thick broad with a brown search

Throw 8 in the juice make apple sauce

Born to ball never did caught

Where I’m from it’s shoot to score

Nothing like a chick that can rap seagull

Rap diesel, root for the evils

Keep em all on pins and needles

Speak see ehre no evil

Pimp shit to the cathedral

My weapon of choice is always lethal

[Hook]

Dedicated to the money

Let’s go my nigga, let’s get it

I’ma cash out, this mine, I spend it

To the money, that’s word to my mother

If you playing with my money

Put you 6 feet under

Dedicated to the money

Phone jumping, yeah the money calling

If I ain’t about the money, I don’t want it

Dedicated to the money,

Just tryina get my bread a little longer

Cause all this bullshit just make me stronger

Dedicated to the money.

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