I'd give it all up baby I'm falling (yeah) Trade in the world to show, I'm falling, Don't need the fame or money As long as I got you girl Oh oh oh yeahyeah yeahyeah Take that chance on love (yeah yeahyeah) Now I can't predict what the future holds But I'll fight

We'll throw anythang, throw anythang, throw anythang (Yeah) When I'm wit' you (Yeah!), it's expensive Liquor pitchers I'm tryin' when I'm wit' you Money's not a problem, got different dollars on me Me and Stunna ballin' (Yeah) Money's steady callin'

I've been doin' me YeahYeah, I've been doin' me Followin' my dreams If I took the hand that was dealt me then I would be nowhere in life YeahYeah, I had to think smart Threw away the deck and got my own cards Long before I had the money to afford a car YeahYeah, I'm

Some of them supposed to go, some of them supposed to stay I ain't tryna ruin yours, I'm tryna make a way, yeah I be at the top, that's my favorite place That money gonna come, I don't gotta chase it Them bitches gonna come, I don't gotta chase em I'ma

Bring that money home, daddy waitin' for it Bring that money home YeahYeah, bring that money home, daddy waitin' for it She a loyal bitch, you gotta pay for those She a spoiled lil bitch, I bought her all her clothes You know I treat you good, I don't wanna

Pull up, we gon' shoot, don't check out the score yet Different colored coupes, shmoney on the floor yeahyeah They know I got juice, drippin', drippin' sauce, yeah (Scum Gang!) I'll be on the block on the regular With my niggas busting at the cops, on the

It’s the color of the tractor in my barn A fifty acre pasture, ole' horse farm And rows of pines as far as I can see It ain’t the money in the bank that we ain’t got Na, it’s the clover growin' in my deer plot YeahYeah, that’s my shades of green And her eyes

"I grew up a fuckin' screw-up Got introduced to the game, to the game then fuckin' blew up." Whether gettin' money legally or illegally We gotta do what we gotta do to survive man! Yeah! Grew up a screw up, baby Got introduced to the game I ain't took a

Let it roll if we got the gas We let it rip when we got the money It gets wild yeahyeah but that's the way we get down Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting' pretty

(Gimme what you got, gimme gimme what you got) Yeah (Gimme what you got, gimme gimme what you got) Money money money make her smile Oh it's not complicated so this won't take a while You see music make her dance and money money money make her smile Are