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money don't make a man - ant banks lyrics

[ant banks]
diiiiiiiiiiie

[ant banks & mc breed]
money don’t make a man, money don’t make a man
but a man can make money

[mc breed]
taadow

[intro: ant banks]
yeah
heyyyy
once again, that n*gga a*n, t
for the 9*fiddy
heyy

[chorus: ant banks & mc breed]
money don’t make a man, money don’t make a man
but a man can make money

[verse 1: mc breed]
now money’ll what, change a man after changing hands
and he moves from the ghetto lands up to the meadow lands
now, peep a n*gga when he come up, ’cause every time he run up
he’ll have a different hoe with a hair done up
he’ll hang with troops, keeps a gang aloof
never seen without a .25 inside his boots
and he’ll shoot too, he has to blast, the ghetto b*st*rd
that’s not for his cast, but really headed for disaster, maybe
it’s the way that n*gga trip and sh*t
’cause when you hang with him, that n*gga be runnin’ his lip and sh*t
and it’s bound to get him caught up, eventually
if he don’t stop doin’ that o.b.g. sh*t, become an o.g
he’s a n*gga with a master plan, that’s what he thought
’til the partner he was hangin’ with started speakin’ soft
he never shoulda let that sh*t go straight to his head
but now he chargin’ it to the game, explain that to the feds, now
[chorus: ant banks & mc breed, mc breed]
money don’t make a man, money don’t make a man
but a man can make money
it’s all about money, ain’t a d*mn thing funny
you gots to have a con in this land of milk and honey (yeah)
money don’t make a man, money don’t make a man
but a man can make money
it’s all about money, ain’t a d*mn thing funny
but don’t let it change ya, rearrange ya

[verse 2: mc breed]
this b*tch used to… f*ck my n*gga until my n*gga went broke
‘s why she’d love him only if he was payin’ car notes
getting grips, giving tips, taking trips, even cruises
bahamas weekends, whatever the b*tch chooses
f*cked me up to see my partner getting played
but what the f*ck can i tell a n*gga that’s getting paid?
days, weeks, months go by
and the center of his happiness had just went dry
down to his last cent, time to pay the rent
and i can tell your ass just where his cash went
out being spend by the number one hooker
the bottoms up gold digger, the good*looker
i used to f*ck the b*tch, but now she doing him
and the hoe want my d*ck back, picture that, with coogi, fam
now you wanna hug me, don’t even try that
oh now you love me? biatch, can you buy that?
[chorus: ant banks & mc breed, mc breed]
money don’t make a man, money don’t make a man
but a man can make money
it’s all about money, ain’t a d*mn thing funny
you gots to have a con in this land of milk and honey (yeah)
money don’t make a man, money don’t make a man
but a man can make money
it’s all about money, ain’t a d*mn thing funny
but don’t let it change ya, rearrange ya

[verse 3: mc breed]
now, put yourself in about position, this be dissin? listen
what i mean is i’m out, to envision what has yet to be seen
what’s been done has already been forgotten
apple’s bitten, no bullsh*t, and the whole world’s rotten
white… own and popping off in my neighborhood
i know what’s love, so what up, ’cause the flavor’s good
i never gave a f*ck, but i paid to f*ck
but don’t trip, ’cause some old slip never save a buck
i go for the mind in anatomy
wit yo sh*t, fuzz it, b*tch, don’t try to flatter me
i’m shootin’ from the hip, and never even slip
now as i’m in the midst of making grip, ’cause

[chorus: ant banks & mc breed, mc breed]
money don’t make a man, money don’t make a man
but a man can make money
it’s all about money, ain’t a d*mn thing funny
you gots to have a con in this land of milk and honey (yeah)
money don’t make a man, money don’t make a man
but a man can make money
it’s all about money, ain’t a d*mn thing funny
but don’t let it change ya, rearrange ya

- ant banks lyrics

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