Money Gang Mafia - Filthy Rich lyrics

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If it ain't for the money, that shit ain't make it six

See, money talk that shit you talking so you elevate

Narrow, baby, what you fight, that's my best friend

I'm the shit and I'm not stopping until I'm filthy rich

And my weed, I put money over every bitch

Dollar sign all over my mind I think I'm so obsessed

I'm in love and the money keep a nigger fresh

Money gaining, we don't stop until we're filthy rich!

Baby, baby, I'm not stopping 'till I'm filthy rich

Time is money and I love the way I'm spending it

Smoking dough, fucking hoes on my rap shit

Jugging, finessing, chasing dough on my trap shit

Bitch, I'm balling, you ain't know? Check the status, bitch!

Money gaining eating good like a fat bitch

Money going for that bread, I'm a sad bitch

And I'm not stopping 'till a nigger live a life, bitch

Filthy rich, filthy rich, filthy fucking rich

Can't have no debt, but on this bench she do lots of splits

Do a split, make her spit, she do all of that

D12, not that bitch, ain't no calling back

Where you going, man, I'm heading where the money at

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Filthy rich, hoes choosing 'cause my fit

Check out my wrist, I blend you on some Stevie shit

I get so lit, I'm hotter than a burning bitch

When I'm rolling, get some towing, run a fucking snitch

But he don't know why he drop his jaws, 'cause I'm filthy rich

All these bears think that we should take a money truck

Somersaults, round trip, I let my money flip

She in my issue, she wanna van, I say, bitch, you in a truck

On my waist, that gun feeling like a wando

I'mma be rich, cocky shit, I might just buy a condo

Money gaining, at the last, you know we need them panchos

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