Young Sam - Money lyrics
rate meHold up, I still make the fuchy hot
Never thought I could do junking and hip hop
I’m bout to hold it down, me and Young Sam
Welcome to LA, got it sure, put it down
With the freak in the room losing tops
Hoping I’m a wild G, make it off the block
Ride so dirty round the city, runnin’ from the cops
Investing in these hoers, gotta make
Hallo babe, she love this shit
This is how she squze, she work it for the tips
Send the chickens out, check the bank account
It’s on the pack, thirty five take out
Money, I got hunnits on me
Runs, I got a lot of homies
Gun, but I’ve been low K.
Fun how you want on me
Money, I got hunnits on me
Runs, I got a lot of homies
Gun, but I’ve been low K.
Fun how you want on me
We’ve been out here since the beginning
We’ve been out here since the beginning
Yeah niggas gettin’ so you wanna win it
So you have love for the money
People change
Gotta ice of life ______(?)
That don’t need to beat dreams, smoking on strong and
This linking by OG, the babe telling: No me!
The bread don’t control me, my bitch go high away
Keep that shit locate, I’m twist it and OG
I got money on my mind, I gotta make a flip
Instead of springe and I’m all by take the shit
I got coded and CD-s, we did up with TV
When they stune with that money, I know you niggas will see me
My diamonds are HD, your girl wanna rap me
Her nigga probably hate me, so that’s way she hate me
Me and Ben J stacking this paper
And we started from the hood but we ending with acres
And might doggie to the bank bitch I'm on
Kush my cologne, I smoke strong
Money, I got hunnits on me
Runs, I got a lot of homies
Gun, but I’ve been low K.
Fun how you want on me
Money, I got hunnits on me
Runs, I got a lot of homies
Gun, but I’ve been low K.
Fun how you want on me
Money, I got hunnits on me
Runs, I got a lot of homies
Gun, but I’ve been low K.
Fun how you want on me
Money, I got hunnits on me
Runs, I got a lot of homies
Gun, but I’ve been low K.
Fun how you want on me
