Finnesse Gang 101 - Money Do lyrics

rate me

Feat. Gucci Mane

Dick it, fat boy

You call it ballin'?

I call it hopscotch

G here look cash

But he ain't got what I got

Two quarters in my bank roll

One fifty on my watch

Got to get me them jumbo

Get a lot of them big block

Push a broad, don't bazz up

You ball lookesha

Eva' since you cash up

Interior smoked out

Homie, you a pimp

Hell ya, you a pimp

Down with some MILF on the back top

But the front tie is a deon

navy shit for the same team

But the same shit for the keisha

My wrist coded in freon

That bullshit ideon

In the club, gettin' wasted

Thirty now, get faded

Got home, don't know how I made it

But shit how I engrave it

(Hook x2)

I don't have an ego, but my money do

And I don't have a big mouth, but my money do

And I don't like to show off, but my money do

I got so many zeros, I can bury you

(Verse)

I got so many zeros, I can bury you

In love wid the money, the money I get marry to

The er'day president, I ain't neva heard of you

I'm hurtin' on the rag, doin' what the hell I wanna do

And that's the free band, laying up the checks

Sought high, lay low, thanks for getting here

So many rocks done, thanks for get me done

That ass went to jail, but he left me wid the text

You gon' handle wid the check, talk to Jerry, go get it

You a thug wid Gucci Main, now I'm rangin' in the city

Might swerve up in the Bentley, Charlie rollin' right behind me

Listen to the angle, take me to the alcoholic

(Hook x2)

I don't have an ego, but my money do

And I don't have a big mouth, but my money do

And I don't like to show off, but my money do

I got so many zeros, I can bury you