Young Dolph Money Money Money (feat. Tim Gates)
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Money, money money money
If you ain't a rich nigga, nigga you can't tell me nothing
Money, money money money
[?] stuntin
Money, money money money
3:00 in the morning, I got the spot jumping
Money, money money money
[?] spend cause it's nothing
[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
I just touched down [?]
The best in the city, go and ask my clientell
I'm fly as hell
And I'm high as hell
Na these ain't Luie frames, these Cartier
Homeboy, what you know about a scale?
The only nigga you know that weigh Kush without a scale
My [?], and my undershirt YSL
[?] when he get out of jail
44 to 8th, nigga that's a [?]
[?] that's a 454
I hit the gass, and get drank all over the floor
It's all good, I stopped and poured me another 4
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Money, money money money
If you ain't a rich nigga, nigga you can't tell me nothing
Money, money money money
[?] stuntin
Money, money money money
3:00 in the morning, I got the spot jumping
Money, money money money
[?] spend cause it's nothing
[Verse 2: Tim Gates]
God took my granny, but it made me stronger
Made me more hungry, to get this paper longer
I shine, so when I step in the place, it's sunny
Track [?] chase money
Energiser bunny, keep going, keep going
Know that she a freak, keep blowing, keep blowing
[?] cause she know a nigga got money
Pockets on Chris Rock, not funny
You about it, I'm about it, nigga let's see
Bought so much, my damb face should be on SV's
You a big dog, please tell me who the next flee
Speading on that paper route, come and catch me
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Money, money money money
If you ain't a rich nigga, nigga you can't tell me nothing
Money, money money money
[?] stuntin
Money, money money money
3:00 in the morning, I got the spot jumping
Money, money money money
[?] spend cause it's nothing
[Verse 3: Tim Gates]
If I had a Twitter, the money follo me
Pocket full of cabbage right, pocket collered green
Thick girls in the crowd think they wanna swallo me
Sorry girl you not a candidate, you work at Dollar Tree
They say I paper chase like I got a lotta feet
And life is what you make it, that's my astrolligy
And life is a bitch too, my bad
So when I think of life, [?]
200 on the dash
Moving super f..ckin fast, tryna keep up with that cash
Plus I go harder and harder, cause them haters on my ass
Cause if you ain't first then you last
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Money, money money money
If you ain't a rich nigga, nigga you can't tell me nothing
Money, money money money
[?] stuntin
Money, money money money
3:00 in the morning, I got the spot jumping
Money, money money money
[?] spend cause it's nothing
