29 lyrics for "Young money"
Bling blaww I'm a street nigga with money and that's obvious She only fuck niggas with money and that's obvious I'ma keep that shit 100 and that's obvious And this watch here cost 100 and that's obvious Whew, Big Gucci
PlayIf it wasn't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all Keep you eye on the money Keep your eye on the money Black jack roulette Losing high and low She rolls the dice She's cold as ice Turn a young man old
PlayI'm mixing them cookies with sherbert (lean) I get the money you heard (huh) I got customers, I might fuck on her (bitch) I might pop a Perc, I might make it work (huh) I need a Fanta got syrup Young nigga hop out the vert (woah) Yah, yah, huh Yah, yah,
PlayIn that new Chopard, ooh ooh That's a car, ooh ooh Money, money, ah ooh ooh Big boss, ooh ooh In that Richie Mille, it don't tick tock, hoo hoo Splash warning, hoo hoo, ooh ooh I be cookin' coco out the pot, pot, ye ye I just skrrt off in a robot, yay
PlaySix-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Ahem excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher So misunderstood, but
Play(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Young beast to four green Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green Cock it back ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap Shit on waisted Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets
PlayOcean views, small circle it’s the chosen few I wrote it down and I followed through I bought a pound and we rolled a few I talk shit but she know its true Blessings, bitches in my section Young with all this money, I’m obsessive, weapons Turnin’ off
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