Troy Ave - All About The Money lyrics
rate meDj gonna kill his puck
Rufio on the beat, Troy ave make the cypher Compete
You never seen nothing like this splash brothers with the aim, I wish a nigga would boy
A nigga sleepin with ur misses nigga call me young melo cause scoring its my shit boy
I’m CP3 cause I be dishing and handleling the rock chef cooking with the pot boy
It’s all about the motherfucking money
It’s all about the motherfucking money
It’s all about the motherfucking money
It’s all about the motherfucking money
I’ll be in the hood trap regular toilet paper in my porch cause I’m shitting
Ninety four & fillmore in the kitchen
Cooking birds nigga saying thanks for giving
Arnold Schwarzengger arm from the whippin'
Arnold Schwarzengger arm from the wipping'
One reply to ya niggas sneak dissin
Suck a dick when you see me, know I’m grippin'
You never seen nothing like this splash brothers with the aim, I wish a nigga would boy
A nigga sleepin with ur misses nigga call me young melo cause scoring its my shit boy
I’m CP3 cause I be dishing and handleling the rock chef cooking with the pot boy
It’s all about the motherfucking money
It’s all about the motherfucking money
It’s all about the motherfucking money
It’s all about the motherfucking money No limit to my money I should get a tank
They walk me to the back entering the bank Base running errands, so im givin hanks
That’s a hit, had him hit leave da nigga plank
He got six feet, I got six figures
Nothing less is six shots coming up the hipper
Life a trip, life a gamble Ima big chipper Thousand dollar hand wrist glitter bitch nigga
You never seen nothing like this splash brothers with the aim, I wish a nigga would boy
A nigga sleepin with ur misses nigga call me young melo cause scoring its my shit boy
I’m CP3 cause I be dishing and handleling the rock chef cooking with the pot boy
It’s all about the motherfucking money
It’s all about the motherfucking money
It’s all about the motherfucking money
It’s all about the motherfucking money
More money, more problems big said it best
If you gotta problem with me better waer a vest
Or feel these fuckin hot slugs flyin out the tec I put in a couple hot slugs all in your chest I be strapped like them whiteboys at ? one call I have a nigga ina park boy
Young Lito man im known for sellin dime rocks My bitches dime but I still let a nine pop
You never seen nothing like this splash brothers with the aim, I wish a nigga would boy
A nigga sleepin with ur misses nigga call me young melo cause scoring its my shit boy
I’m CP3 cause I be dishing and handleling the rock chef cooking with the pot boy
It’s all about the motherfucking money
It’s all about the motherfucking money
It’s all about the motherfucking money
It’s all about the motherfucking money
Thanks to mikenice860 for correcting these lyrics
