money?) Two young niggas getting money man You can hate on us all you want man Yeah Stuntin on em And we stuntin on em And we stuntin on em Money money money
: [Hook:] Soulja Boy Aint Got No Money? (Shit... Hol On Hol On Bitch, Ayeeee) [Verse 1:] Soulja Boy Aint Got No Money Mane Hol Up Stacks On Deck Watch
I do love money, Yes I do love money, Yes I do love money, Keep my whole cliq stuntin, Yes I do love money, Yes I do love money, Yes I do love money,
rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money
, fancy, you're so fancy) (Fancy, fancy, you're so fancy) This is beat is so funny We made it with their money Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! See that boy, watch
Glamour Zombie I Love You, I Love Us I Love This Planet Zombie Love Don't Promise Boy, D'You Still Miss Me Love Don't Promise Boy, D'You Still Miss Me Love Don't Promise Boy
just give me your bling bling, Listen to me boy cause I need your thing thing, Hey there boy, not tryna be funny, Ima big girl and I need milk money.
(work that boy) So sexual Retro physical Let's get down to business Funny business In the middle of the night he Starts to get feisty Don't forget your money
Don't be scared, I've done this before Show me your teeth Show me your teeth Show me your teeth Don't want no money (Want your money) That shit's ugly
, boy, no pity, boy, big scarcity, the city boy So Icy, so, no Nike boy, just Gucci Louis Prada 'scuse me Gucci Maine keep shittin' on me Why that boy
you felt it and still feel it And money can't make up for it or conceal it But you deal with it and you keep ballin' Pour out some liquor, play boy, and
about the gunline I'm in the hog sometime, I'm in the Porsche redline I drive that mothafucka like I'm tryna beat a deadline. Holla at the boy bitch, yes I'm the boy
my money?) Two young niggas getting money man You can hate on us all you want man Yeah Stuntin on em And we stuntin on em And we stuntin on em Money money money
Money, money, cars, cars Clothes, clothes, the hos I suppose, yeah I want the money, money and the cars Cars and the clothes, the hos I suppose I just
I've been to London, been to Paris Australia and Rome There's sexy boys in every city But they're not what I want Some got money, some got fame Some
I aint even planning to call I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine, ever mine [Drake] Last name ever First name greatest Like a sprained ankle boy
It started on the real world A hot tube full of hot girls Grinding every frat boy and freak Line up all the Idols Who paint on phony smiles Trying to