[Chorus]
When the money come
Momma, fuck the traco when the money come
When the money come
When the money come
Momma, fuck the traco when the money come
When the money come
When the money come
Momma, fuck the traco when the money come
When the money come
When the money come
Momma, fuck the traco when the money come
When the money come
When the money come
Momma, fuck the traco when the money come
[Verse 1]
What you going to do with the money?
What you going to do when you pay?
What you going to do when the hating nigga
And the broke bitches in your face?
What you going to do what you going to do?
Make them feel a way
All them up again rolling Cartier
Fucking up the trap, I won't tell a soul
I won't say a word, I, that nigga going to make that money turn
Throw a couple hundred, nigga, make it burn
I'm going to make it bad, couple hundred rag
What you going to do with pay?
Fuck up common nigga, make it rain
Cash money got me feeling like wake
Champagne washing away my pain
You and I, I am me, we not the same
BIG, you niggers think this is a game
Young niggers from the bottom gunning for the hedge
Show them what you know about the game
Two hundred on the dash, all these bitches, I'm a smash
When the money come
Momma, fuck the traco when the money come
When the money come
When the money come
Momma, fuck the traco when the money come
When the money come
When the money come
Momma, fuck the traco when the money come
When the money come
When the money come
Momma, fuck the traco when the money come
When the money come
When the money come
Momma, fuck the traco when the money come
[Verse 1]
What you going to do with the money?
What you going to do when you pay?
What you going to do when the hating nigga
And the broke bitches in your face?
What you going to do what you going to do?
Make them feel a way
All them up again rolling Cartier
Fucking up the trap, I won't tell a soul
I won't say a word, I, that nigga going to make that money turn
Throw a couple hundred, nigga, make it burn
I'm going to make it bad, couple hundred rag
What you going to do with pay?
Fuck up common nigga, make it rain
Cash money got me feeling like wake
Champagne washing away my pain
You and I, I am me, we not the same
BIG, you niggers think this is a game
Young niggers from the bottom gunning for the hedge
Show them what you know about the game
Two hundred on the dash, all these bitches, I'm a smash
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