Track Starr - Money Talks lyrics
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[Hook]
Ah, man I ain’t playing with nobody
Bullshit walks and my money gotta talk
Bullshit walks and my money gotta talk
Ah, man I ain’t playing with nobody
Roll my money on you know you getting body
I tell you
Bullshit walks and my money gotta talk
Bullshit walks and my money gotta talk
Ah, man I ain’t playing with nobody
Roll my money on you know you getting body
I’m tired of the bullshit talking, so I’ma let my money do the talking
Niggas know I’m a beast, on the beats, when I ball with the heat
When you niggas still talking, all that shit
I’m pushing that brand new V, y’all nigga still walking
You know they say that when it rains, it pours
So we’re puring, ha
You niggas hit all you want, I’m thinking like the new trom
Pocket on swoll, neck on froze, giving you heat I’m lebronn
You niggas heard about me, track starr
Who low cream like an amiral
Me bruke what a joke, never nana a tall
And yu know mi run di city like a marathon
And man ah stan, me no mix with rakabans
A meh no talk to, lan violate shaka cla truth
Longer, fuck you, pie mi mi tell ah boy ya di slanka
Wid no response both a man, run!
[Hook]
Bullshit walks and my money gotta talk
Bullshit walks and my money gotta talk
Ah, man I ain’t playing with nobody
Roll my money on you know you getting body
I tell you
Bullshit walks and my money gotta talk
Bullshit walks and my money gotta talk
Ah, man I ain’t playing with nobody
Roll my money on you know you getting body
Money all in my dufflebag, your bitch love me, I love her back
I ride around and I get it, got the balls on in my fitty
I hustle hard like muscle cars
Y’all dudes know that I love to ball
This that shit that’s new to y’all
And vp all so I’m smoothy y’all
Matter fact I’m just too cool for y’all
Pitbull y’all niggas are food for dogs
I switch my flow brand new flavor
While I magic, no voodoo doll
My money where my mouth at
Winning I’m about that
Racks on racks on racks on racks guess you know that
Got a rap game and a head lock,
My mind twisted like dreadlock
I’m bad to the fucking bone
My mama had me at a wedlock
I’m all about the benjies, done made that
The benzes, a certified allstar nigga couldn’t have bench me
I wish a nigga would, I know you wish you could
Play me out of my paper, why you disappear when I vapor
I wish a nigga would, I know you wish you could have
Play me outta my paper, boy you disappear when I vapor
[Hook]
Bullshit walks and my money gotta talk
Bullshit walks and my money gotta talk
Ah, man I ain’t playing with nobody
Roll my money on you know you getting body
I tell you
Bullshit walks and my money gotta talk
Bullshit walks and my money gotta talk
Ah, man I ain’t playing with nobody
Roll my money on you know you getting body.
