Letras
(IanoBeatz)
Mm, mm, uh
Yeah, ayy
Go to the, while I'm doin' that, like start over
Money make the world go 'round, yeah (go 'round)
I just wanna be rich and make my mama so proud, yeah
Hot like chicken soup, oh you want a bowl now?
Panoramic roof, open it, let the smoke out
You can only glance at these diamonds, they hit too hard
Thousand dollar pants, so just guess how much the shoes are
I can't shake your hand because I don't know who you are (who you are)
Hope you understand that I came too far (too far)
Why these niggas feel some type of way? (Why?)
I think it's all these racks that we be blowing in they face
Fendi on my shoe, I think I got expensive taste (yeah)
All my hundreds blue, my hoes keep makeup on their face (let go, let go)
Kiki, do you love me? (Hold up)
I don't care, it's not bitches over money
Life ain't easy, so don't judge me
'Kay, I got it out the mud, now I'ma hunnid bands up, yeah
If you fucked my bitch then I'ma thank you 'cause that ho' ain't shit
I was fuckin' her friend, anyway, you know niggas ain't shit
Ferragamo briefs 'round my waist, I got designer dick
Hundred-twenty down the freeway, I'm on some rockstar shit
Money make the world go 'round, yeah (go 'round)
I just wanna be rich and make my mama so proud, yeah
Hot like chicken soup, oh you want a bowl now?
Panoramic roof, open it, let the smoke out
You can only glance at these diamonds, they hit too hard
Thousand dollar pants, so just guess how much the shoes are
I can't shake your hand because I don't know who you are (who you are)
Hope you understand that I came too far (too far, bang)
It's Sosa, baby (bang)
Eat you and you crazy (huh?)
Do I like you? Maybe (no)
Money talk, like Haiti (hello)
Bag out like lovin' (yeah)
And I'm smokin' on good green (yeah)
Blue cheese and broccoli (yeah)
No, it ain't no stoppin' me (bang)
Kick the door down, fuck yo' key (fuck yo' key)