Jay 305 - Money Talk, Bullshit Walk lyrics

rate me

Money talk homie, just like Chris Tucker

Your money lookin funny, just like Chris Tucker

I'm 'bout my money motherfucker, dont get no gimme's

Taking all bets from Wheaties, hoppin' out with the city

What’s that?

Me and a couple of beers homie

Can’t get backstage so you’re mad

Walkin’ on the highway , but no path

That’s why I wanna fuck your fake ass

Homie, you’re talkin’ bullshit

Your breath smells like shit

But we still take a trip

Private jet ,no respect

Let’s take another shit

I keep it actin’

But money talk, money talk

Bullshit walk

Money talk, bullshit walk

Let’s get the money

I’m on your side

You niggaz are the bunnies

Money make bitch like retail

You didn’t love me

Cause she don’t love me

All she wanna do is love you

Until everybody fucks her

I don’t fuck with you hoes

I’m real with the coke

You’re movin’ that ass , but money keeps comin’

Ain’t worried about no bitches, enemies and friends

Get a nigga switch ass like a 6-4

How to get dope

How bullshit walks

That’s just the way it goes

If you didn’t know

They gonna tell you again

Do you get it?

But money talk, money talk

Bullshit walk

Money talk, bullshit walk

You niggaz bunny

Bullshit walk

It’s about OG

Money talk

Money isn’t gonna be here my nigga,

Bullshit walk

Money talk

Bullshit walk

I’m from County Jail

I’mma fuck the entire situation

Walk home,

Do you walk home?

I see you walk home