T.I. - About The Money (Remix) lyrics
rate me(Verse: Jeezy)
I step up in this bitch like Moses
Damn right, muthafucka', Red Sea got departed
This is that All About The $ Remix?
Well, I'mma kill a muthafucka' befo' it even get started
The chrome 2 the bricks, nigga rag 2 the riches
Damn right, nigga did it wit his soul
Nigga still livin' like a G, keep sum' niggas 'round me
That'll kill yo ass like sum' Ebola
Serve 'em out the Range Rova
I swear my Rollie stay shining like a rainbow
I took that $ machine, filled it wit hella green
Ya be shining like I sprayed ya wit sum' oil sheen
DC, Young Fly, now what the fuck ya mean?
Young said he Seen It All, now what the fuck y'all seen?
Grow up in the wait, came in a helicopter
David Beckham, way I kick it like I'm playing hella soccer
I turn the valet 2 a helipad
Nigga straight walk up in the bitch like I'm Nino
From the coat on my back, 2 the shoes on my feet
Errything on me Valentino
I'm talking Boyz In Tha Hood wit the solo, nigga
Testarossa back then, ex polo nigga
Niggas still on my dick, what ya a homo, nigga?
When ya saying my name it's free promo, nigga
(Hook)
If it ain't about the $
Don't be blowing me up, nigga I ain't getting up
If it ain't about the $
Ain't no use in ya ringing my line, stop wasting my time
If it ain't about the $
Nah I can't even hear what ya say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the $
Bitch, ya can miss me wit it, bitch nigga miss me wit it
Turn it!
(Verse 2: T.I.)
What ya think I'm standing in the trap fo'?!
wit the full automatic at the back do'
Cuz when it's on, know it's on, call me king Corleone
I'mma keep it a thousand like a crack hoe
Give a damn if ya flat broke
I'm fithy rich, I'm still the same, that's a fact tho
Oh yeah, we all about the $ , nigga
All ya got is $ when my name hol' weight like a fat ho
I can neva join in a gang unless I’m capo
Milking these niggas even tho I'm fucking lactose
Take off on the cops, officer don't look back bro
I'm in NY & I'm balling just like a Net tho
I'm drinking bubblegum pink like Pepto
Bizmo, bet she wanna come thru
& get low, I'mma be wit Haitians
All my Zoe's, Tip tell these niggas, bro)
Bank roll mafia, yeah, we all we retarded
I'mma give ya fifteen from the carpet
Hit ya in the leg, in yo head then yo face
When ya dead bet ya I'mma take yo place on the Forbes list
So betta remember wit the bullshit partna
I'll be hoppin' out yo bushes wit a full clip, got 'em
I'll take a big stick 2 a fuck nigga next
Swingin' at him kind of like a piñata
(Verse 3: Lil Wayne)
I'mma beast wit the choppa, I'm the same without it
Graduated from the Lean, that's my alma maeter
Ima shoot him in his head he said look at my roof
No sticks, no seeds, only kush in my kush
Make a nigga commit suicide & call it a selfie
I get M's like hmmmm, hmmmm, hmmmm
I'ma asshole & full of myself
Ya get an asshole full of my foot
They find yo ass in the woods when they look
& these hoes ain't as good as they look
& these hoes ain't as good as they look
I need 2 take my own advice tho, cuz if the pussy good then I'm good
Why ya got to pass nigga, I been big since a lil ass nigga
Ya don't get a pass nigga
Started as a middle class nigga when I blew up
I ain't even hear the blast nigga
I was chillin', smokin' on the loud
Focused on the future, but I need my $ now
Don't give me the runaround
Upstairs in my mansion, knock knock, whose there?
I ain't even comin' down
(Hook)
If it ain't about the $
Don't be blowing me up, nigga I ain't getting up
If it ain't about the $
Ain't no use in ya ringing my line, stop wasting my time
If it ain't about the $
Nah I can't even hear what ya say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the $
Bitch, ya can miss me wit it, bitch nigga miss me wit it
Turn it!
(Verse 4: Young Thug)
I get $ on a very rainy day
I would luv 2 spray yo face wit Olay
No computer cuz ya neva want a space head
I swallow momma ? in the place ?
I'mma big G dinosaur B
Ya know, YSL takin' ova streets
I'ma K-Ci where is Jodeci
I'mma treat a man like he supposed 2 be
I'm a black nigga, don't try 2 approach me
Girl let's hit like Kobe & Ginobili
If em not Gucci ya can just ignore me
Her booty parla like a Circus baby, show me
I might just take off on that boy cuz she don’t know me
There he go take that bitch's macaroni
No scale but my bitches say I’m bony
Little momma still blushin' at the ol' me
(Verse 5: T.I.)
Nigga thug in that Impala whole hustle gang follow
Comin' from a 100 thousand 2 anotha 1.000.000 dollas
Ya finna fuck round & get yo ass whooped dog we send ya bullets bout the size of a football
I got a young'n wit a shotti charge a hundred fo' a body
I’ll pay that 2 watch a muthafucka' ? AO, units of the yayo
Since I was 1 day ol' uncle taught me said hasta la wago
If it ain’t bout the $!
