Jim Jones - Money I Like lyrics
rate meMoney I like (aha)
Money I like (aha)
These bitches say my money I like
And so we getting money over here
What’s your occupation?
Fly in the view like we’re speed racing on
Money I like (aha)
Money I like (aha)
These bitches say my money I like
We’re throwing money in the air
I’m talking big faces
Everything black like we free masons
First Js covers looking tough
Smelling like the inside models of a gut
New cause they remind me of that sneakers smell
Pretty balls redhead, hot heels Chanel
Bet you niggers go deaf when I hit and yell
Leave you niggers on the ground like a tree to fail
Get it, top down, tip that he can sell
My niggers only got brick you can keep the skill
Town on my wrist bitch 40 Gs to tell
I got my dog fans on like a seat to..
Life’s a movie well welcome to my....
It’s getting scary uptown try to score a brick
Money I like (aha)
Money I like (aha)
These bitches say my money I like
And so we getting money over here
What’s your occupation?
Fly in the view like we’re speed racing on
Money I like (aha)
Money I like (aha)
These bitches say my money I like
We’re throwing money in the air
I’m talking big faces
Everything black like we free masons
Everything black, like we free masons
25 to life, will my niggers face it?
Run up on me get you killed like my name is Jason
Rollie switch the Vs, none of this chasers
Smoke coming off your clothes when you heat racing
I’m so amazing, so Sen City
When I fly by, all you see is a blur
Black bird, all my diamonds like brrr
Black Audi, all these bitches they stir
I’m leaving with her, set money nigger come
Drum like, I’m beating like a drum
Money I like, so come get you some
Money I like (aha)
Money I like (aha)
These bitches say my money I like
And so we getting money over here
What’s your occupation?
Fly in the view like we’re speed racing on
Money I like (aha)
Money I like (aha)
These bitches say my money I like
We’re throwing money in the air
I’m talking big faces
Everything black like we free masons
The things we do fro pussy
Padded back, count dough
Bitch in park where she should be
Looking like a 5 comb for the puzzles
Rose color headed bitch with these patrons bottles
She went from walking sexy to a cold pallet
DA nightmares, Two gonna fed them wed dreams
Pull the lights out like codeine
I saw the hood turn on white red like the cherries
Some saying they the killers when they sweetest Tyler Perry
Bitch saying she gonna keep it
Nope, that’s kind of scary
Muzzle in the hip, I can hit you in a library
Money I like (aha)
Money I like (aha)
These bitches say my money I like
And so we getting money over here
What’s your occupation?
Fly in the view like we’re speed racing on
Money I like (aha)
Money I like (aha)
These bitches say my money I like
We’re throwing money in the air
I’m talking big faces
Everything black like we free masons
