lirik lagu money makin' nique - hugo boss
[hook: money makin’ nique]
i’m head to toe in hugo boss (yeah)
i pull up in coupes i gotta floss (yeah)
i need all the money don’t want no off day (i’m on my grind)
the sh-t i wanna drive, its only five made
i had to boss up and get my mind straight
every day my b-tch dress like a prom date (i’m on my grind)
[bridge: money makin’ nique]
i got the sickest bimmer
i got the sickest audi
i want the sickest charger
yours 30 mines 40
what we doin’ gettin’ money
okay let’s get it started
i spray the car, it’s wet
jumped out the water like a dolphin
[verse 1: money makin’ nique]
oh my god this f-ck n-gga tryna rob
gon’ make me pick up my all d-mn sh-lls
i got it on me if you can’t tell
i hit ’em up like blu cantrell
boy i got a deal
i ain’t have to use the migo flow
i was being broke, i ran my sh-t up breaking penal codes
i could make that girl bend
my girl got a girlfriend
chloe sneakers curls in
bimmer blue like whirlwind
boy i need that cash
i don’t care ’bout how yo world spin
i still will push the d-mn mid
f-ck makin’ words blend
[hook]
i’m head to toe in hugo boss (yeah)
i pull up in coupes i gotta floss (yeah)
i need all the money don’t want no off day (i’m on my grind)
the sh-t i wanna drive, its only five made
i had to boss up and get my mind straight
every day my b-tch dress like a prom date (i’m on my grind)
[bridge 2: money makin nique]
i want the sickest lambo
i want the sickest ‘rarri
i want the sickest harley
yours 30 mines 40
what we doin’ gettin’ money
okay let’s get it started
boss n-gga bad -ssistant
f-ckin’ in the office
[verse 2: money makin nique’]
of course it’s young n-gga, guyanese
me and my money siamese
all us hustlers, it’s a dying breed
super bowl, not cl-ss rings
ifa pray that ogun
walk with a n-gga so my foes doomed
when i die build a pyramid
and then under it build my own tomb
got street n-ggas up in whole foods
match my ballys with gold wool
diamonds frozen this a whole pool
tryna get them canary sh-ts
that turn yellow like goku
hills of cash i’ma blow through ’em
d-ck put holes through ya hoe’s womb
no patience cash so soon
[hook: money makin’ nique]
i’m head to toe in hugo boss (yeah)
i pull up in coupes i gotta floss (yeah)
i need all the money don’t want no off day (i’m on my grind)
the sh-t i wanna drive, its only five made
i had to boss up and get my mind straight
every day my b-tch dress like a prom date (i’m on my grind)
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