money talk Lyrics

I think that you should know

Know

Know

Damn, gotta stack my bread

Gotta stay on my P's and Q's so I can stack my bread

I've been smoking too damn much, it's startin to fuck with my head

My bitch say that she hate me but she still give me head

Nigga, run up and you dead

Swear to God you run up on me, put one to your head

I don't chase the bitches, choose to chase money instead

I don't chase bitches, I leave your ass right on read

Damn, uh, yo nigga deceased

Better get your bitch and put that bitch right on the leash

I've been spending all this money like it go on trees

I make right back, I love my money, that's all that I need

I love the dead president cause that's all that I want

And if it ain't about the bag, don't even try to come talk

Im liking how she talk, Im liking how she walk

Finna take her on a spree, she get whatever she want

I've been stacking in a row

I think that you should know

Damn, gotta stack my bread

Gotta stay on my P's and Q's so I can stack my bread

I've been smoking too damn much, it's startin to fuck with my head

My bitch say that she hate me but she still give me head

Nigga, run up and you dead

Swear to God you run up on me, put one to your head

I don't chase the bitches, choose to chase money instead

I don't chase bitches, I leave your ass right on read