Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - Make Money lyrics

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You need it, go get it

7 days committed

You need it, go get it

7 days committed, n-gga

make money, make money, make money

make money, make money, make money

make money, make money, make money

make money, make money, make money

Make money, damn if they gon take it from me

super swag, bet I get ya naked hunny

you know my stump ground, South Jamaica dummy

aint no comp round, 6 or 7 acres counting

they made I got in, never shoot or let me do

body full of diamonds, hoppin’ out the Bentley coupe

crime high, I’m climbin’, the other pockets empty crew

n-ggas thought I died then, call me Mackavelli blue

red and green stripes, diamond ear squares

screaming twin pumps, right off the Lear stairs

I give a f-cka bout a b-tch you a care bear

heart pumpin’, anti freeze as I stand here

punch a Cotto, nightclubs bunch of photos

run up on me like a dolo when I’m thumping dolo

(?), bigger dollar signs than lowlow

twenty stacks off a Polo when I go on promo

make money, even though it don’t make me

it takes me somewhere you gon need an AC

they chase me, cause my neck is clear as HD

you can’t see, baby I’m in money waist deep

you should f-ck with me, I’mma be that n-gga

how ya gon start acting funny when I get bigger

f-ck the awards, I’d rather buy me a coupe

nothing needed, do it all for the loot

we here to make money

make money, make money

take money, take money, take money

great money, in and out of state money

weight mopney, Benjamin’s straight money

Flat party, I’m steamrolling everybody

Maserati, riding is my kind of hobby

white Ferrari, player pressed for p-ssy hardy

aint no probably, she leave’s I’ma get a doggy

Bank’s aka ya got nothing for me,

show me 30 40 more MC’s later they will bore me

delivery semi auti, styles I’ll never story

bout a thousand they will call me I’ma different category

you playing big, riding round in your family crib

look at your rib, roc boys understand the kid

we handle sh-t, play with me get your candles lit, smoked

ashes out the window of a brand new six

don’t look behind me, move me, you and what army

armed with Armani, Christian Dior whole army

you owe me sorry’s, making money, living calmly

Nicki got me f-cking Barbies, cousin’s and aunt’s

make money, even though it don’t make me

it’s takes me somewhere you gon need an AC

they chase me, cause my neck is clear as HD

you can’t see, baby I’m in money waist deep

you should f-ck with me, I’mma be that n-gga

how ya gon start acting funny when I get bigger

f-ck the awards, I’d rather buy me a coupe

nothing needed, do it all for the loot

we here to make money

make money, make money

take money, take money, take money

great money, in and out of state money

weight mopney, Benjamin’s straight money

You need it, go get it

7 days committed

You need it, go get it

7 days committed, n-gga

make money, make money, make money

make money, make money, make money

make money, make money, make money

make money, make money, make money<br />

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Thanks to razvan

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