Tink - Money Money lyrics

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Hustle squad!

She was like “Tink”!

How you be doing what the fuck you be doing?

I was like

Rule number one, man you gotta get sum money

Rule number two found a way to keep it coming

Rule number three never ever trust a nigga

Cause niggas don’t be real,Give Fuck bout how you feel

All I know is get my money, money

Daddy told me get that money, money

I’m only in it for the money, money

My daddy told me get that money, money

Money, money

I will never give a fuck about what you think

Say my name been ringing bells so I just know you heard of tink

I’m that rapper/singer, your B mama’s ringer

I'm that bitch that made a hit just off the strength of middle fingers

I could rap about this money but you know how bitches babble

And if they say money talk then I got more words then a game of Scrabble

I’ve been smoking on them palm trees more bread what my palm needs

Broke niggas better get it right

Like a Pop quiz yall didnt read

And money make the world go round so I can’t fuck with squares

Got to the top so fucking fast you bitches took the stairs

I took the fast route, you underground ass route

I’m underground but over paid dont make me lay yo ass off

Rule number one, you gotta get sum money

Rule number two found a way to keep it coming

Rule number three never ever trust a nigga

Cause niggas don’t be real, Give a Fuck bout how you feel

All I know is get my money, money

Daddy told me get that money, money

I’m only in it for the money, money

My daddy told me get that money, money

Money, money

All I need is money I don’t care about the bitches

Either make though in music, or rob until I’m rich

I need bread I need Mula and my son needs some kicks

Won’t waste a dime on a thot cause I can get brain for this dick.

Call me trifling or ho but dont ever call me broke

My money flowing just like water

Giving thirsty bitches, hope

CM counting too much money

Try to get a nigger

Better hustle with my money and the trouble

Number two found a bitch with the sets to make you trouble

Number three never trust a bitch nigger who don’t know you

Number four you will never go broke if I owe you

Rule number one, man you gotta get sum money

Rule number two found a way to keep it coming

Rule number three never ever trust a nigga

Cause niggas don’t be real,Give a Fuck bout how you feel

All I know is get my money, money

Daddy told me get that money, money

I’m only in it for the money, money

My daddy told me get that money, money

Money, money