Money Up Emerson Windy (Ft. 2 Chainz)

[Hook:Chris Knite]

I got these diamonds all in my chains
Haters wanna know where I got my money from
My money from
My money from
My money from
Ain’t never been a lame (aye)
Life still the same, just got my money up
My money up
My money up (now we bout to spend)
Bout to hit the club until we smash out
Buying up the bar until we pass out (money up)
I’m know I’m star until I cash out
I got my money up
My money up
My money up
My money up

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]

[Hook:Chris Knite]

[Verse 2: Emerson Windy] (Oside)

I got these diamonds all in my grill ho
I keep Benjamins in my billfold
My family’s what I kill for
They call me Emerson Windy bitch you know
Hip hop is what I do it for
Put a milli up on that YouTube
I’m on the airwaves I get airplay
They call airplanes, I’m famous (Awww Yeah)
Whoop
Don’t blame me, that’s the way the O raised me
I’m a baller baby, I do what I like so that’s why you’ll never change me
See I can grab my nuts while you boo-hoo and that’s something you can’t do
You mad at me? You should be mad at god cuz that’s the way the dude made you
One ring, two ring, pinky ring three
I’m from the west coast where them niggas ride on them gold Ds on 3s
I got these diamonds all in my chain
I got loud, I got dope for sale
They call me Windy Boy, that Weedman
I hand to hand my dope, Awww Yeah
Windy