[Intro]
All in, nigga
Money, money, money
DJ [?]
[Pre-Chorus]
And all I want is money (Them racks)
And a nigga won't take that from me (A nigga ain't take that from me)
Better than a hunnid y'all niggas that come in (For the one)
Try the, try the HoodRich shit, we dubbin' (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
Gotta have J's in the yard, we buggin' (We buggin')
We'll move this about that money (We fly about the money)
Nigga, we kill niggas 'bout that money (We fly about the money)
These lame niggas just so funny (We fly about the money)
[Chorus]
All I, all I want is
Money, money, money, money, monеy (Them racks)
All I, all I want is
Money, money, monеy, money, money (Them racks)
Man, all I want is
Money, money, money, money, money (Them racks)
Man, all I want is (HoodRich Clikk)
Money
[Verse 1]
Right, that trap came jugglin'
Why do y'all kill us off a man named cousin?
Why do really all them bands keep coming?
Try to up my shit, jump in, I'm dumpin'
Got them lil' pussies and they duckin', they runnin'
Y'all talk that shit, y'all niggas so funny
Y'all ain't for the street, y'all ain't gettin' no money
Get you bent like a boss
Hol-hol-hol' up, hol' up (Hol' up, hol' up)
I doubt that (I doubt that)
Hol' up, hol' up
I don't want the sack (Right)
Big, big bands on me, I keep the rack
Present like a roll call, barely stacked
One flip in the trap, homie, get it back
I don't run that work, like all I want
All in, nigga
Money, money, money
DJ [?]
[Pre-Chorus]
And all I want is money (Them racks)
And a nigga won't take that from me (A nigga ain't take that from me)
Better than a hunnid y'all niggas that come in (For the one)
Try the, try the HoodRich shit, we dubbin' (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
Gotta have J's in the yard, we buggin' (We buggin')
We'll move this about that money (We fly about the money)
Nigga, we kill niggas 'bout that money (We fly about the money)
These lame niggas just so funny (We fly about the money)
[Chorus]
All I, all I want is
Money, money, money, money, monеy (Them racks)
All I, all I want is
Money, money, monеy, money, money (Them racks)
Man, all I want is
Money, money, money, money, money (Them racks)
Man, all I want is (HoodRich Clikk)
Money
[Verse 1]
Right, that trap came jugglin'
Why do y'all kill us off a man named cousin?
Why do really all them bands keep coming?
Try to up my shit, jump in, I'm dumpin'
Got them lil' pussies and they duckin', they runnin'
Y'all talk that shit, y'all niggas so funny
Y'all ain't for the street, y'all ain't gettin' no money
Get you bent like a boss
Hol-hol-hol' up, hol' up (Hol' up, hol' up)
I doubt that (I doubt that)
Hol' up, hol' up
I don't want the sack (Right)
Big, big bands on me, I keep the rack
Present like a roll call, barely stacked
One flip in the trap, homie, get it back
I don't run that work, like all I want
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