Love Da Money Lyrics

When I hop up out the Beamer, all I wear is Gucci sneakers

Donald Duck , taking pictures, now your momma my cheerleader

Ten bands on the watch, make your bitch swallow my semen

You in the bleachers, niggas, you probably talking to them people

I love money, niggas, that's wrong, trust your pussy, niggas

I remember being broke and you were trying to help me, nigga

Ten bands and all blues, you know them racks on me

Michael Jordan, forty five, I keep my strap on me

Switching lanes and doing the dash, I pray on D

I-E, I know them niggas want me dead, my life like COD

I put money over bitches, these hoes don't love me

Bitch, I know you want my money, but she gets nothing

I don't trust your pussy, niggas, man, y'all give me heebie-jeebies

I been getting money, man, this shit been way too easy

I dropped thirty on my wrist and my neck, now I'm freezing

R.I.P. to my last bitch who caught me cheating

I don't trust your pussy, niggas, man, y'all give me heebie-jeebies

I been getting money, man, this shit been way too easy

I dropped thirty on my wrist and my neck, now I'm freezing

R.I.P. to my last bitch who caught me cheating