Gudda Gudda

Gudda Gudda - Shoe Box lyrics

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You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

The shoe box, no shoes in em

The shoe box, no shoes in em

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

I’ve been getting to the money all week

5 shoulders, 7 days, hit the mall it’s on me

Shoe boxes in my closet, but I ain’t got no shoes in them

Fill em up with money till it don’t have no more room in them

501 levi’s, fresh in my new denim

Kick bitch with me, skinnies on her

She can’t move in them

Call me your highness, or better yet

The fliest motherfucker that you seen in a while

You can’t deny it, I got a bright future, I can see it like a psychic

And if I see it and I like it, then I buy it

Yeah, I live a cash money lifestyle, haters die slow

It’s young money but I’m counting old money on the floor

From my shoe box

[Hook]

The shoe box, no shoes in em

The shoe box, no shoes in em

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

The shoe box, no shoes in em

The shoe box, no shoes in em

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

I’m getting money, I’m in the fast lane

Got a million bitches following my campaign

I don’t drink champagne, I just sip lean

Out a big red, now I’m movin like the synergy

The purple potion got me moving slow motion nigga

Like juvenile and soldier slim, shout out to nolia nigga

New orleans till I die, east side boy

I been chasing paper since I was a knee high, boy

So getting money is the mission

They say that money talks, so you should listen while I’m spitting

And all I know is hustle, I ain’t got time to be slackin

Uncle same don’t lock me up for what I got stuffed up in my mattress

[Hook]

The shoe box, no shoes in em

The shoe box, no shoes in em

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

The shoe box, no shoes in em

The shoe box, no shoes in em

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine

You hear that money machine, you hear that money machine.

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