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lirik lagu ft styles p cassidy - money money (ft. styles p) - cassidy

money, money, money, money
the price extra low
money, money, money, money
this is moving extra slow
money, money, money, money
so i’m about to let you know
what people do for the money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money

first it was hard to rob a bank
but easy to rob a bull
making the withdraw
as soon as he come outside the bank
what people do for the money
it leave you traumatized
little dudes still in middle school committing homicide
instead of rumble they a blast gas
instead of struggle they arrive behind the bundle when they -ss crash
chicks are stripping
get their -ss smacked
do splits
do tricks
on the pole
and make the -ss clap
cats bag crack
your dad checks in cash that
risk having the feds on him
just to have some bread on him
it ain’t no telling
what the felon did
instead of jail
n-gg-rs would tell the pigs
on their own relatives
real rack
grind work
got my mind worked
i sell c-ke to a smoker
that stole the money out the mom’s purse
before i go broke
i commit a crime first
to get a dollar
you do what you got to do
money

money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money

n-gg-rs would kill their own men
just to get the
to get the paper for the porsche
and go skip them with that
b-tches will suck the whole thing
for a do bag
look at the elders in the hood
yea, they all sad
look at the young one in the hood
yea, they all mad
i’m looking for a spot
take a g off that
you’ll come around here front
n-gg-r we off that
they kill broad day
for some bullsh-t change
n-gg-rs that get it in for a bullsh-t chain
tired of the clothes with the bullsh-t stains
n-gg-rs a put a bullet in you bullsh-t brain
dope heads running for the h and they chain
selling the kids sh-t
and whatever for the pain
i know what a student
would they want cocaine
under the black cloud
but we all seen the change
the demons that chase you
for a green piece of paper

the weighing
the rocks
those things lean off doo
get the green
get the m16 to you tooth
the cream
get the triple beam for the coop
for nightmare
you had bad dreams when you grew
i keep a raisin and a laser beam on the toast
making a murder scene
and your spleen can get poof
n-gg-rs that take your life for some green
they get smoked for
a little bit of purple
my low n-gg-rs will murk you
six feet dirt sh-t
p-wn box turn sh-t
then kill your brothers
and your mother that burped you
my life’s like a movie
no commercials
that’s why a line i rhyme is controversial
yea, to get that chick
the n-gg-rs will try to earth you
you going to need that b-tch in the hospital
to nurse you
time’s money
they say patience is a virtue
but to get the dollar
you do what you got to do

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