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money (money money money) | payday 3 rap - jt music lyrics

[jt music]
i’m on location and i’m casing it now
we gotta wait, a cop is raisin’ a brow
pardon me, i was just pacing around, this is a
robbery! now put your face on the ground!
and if i give you a bag, make it heavier, quick
when i said “heavy” in fact, i meant too heavy to lift
this is america b*tch, and i’m a capitalist
since misogyny’s dead, you’ll be my capital b*tch
they call me dallas, cuz everything about me is big
and i’ve been working for the system (that’s how it was rigged)
i got a steep net worth going deep in the digits
not that it’s a secret * but i keep it encrypted
i’ll liquidate your bank, makin’ my stock boost
the pigs are comin’ * who cut the livestock loose?
it’s like i’m in a barnyard, with all the bullsh*t on wall street
but when i walk in, i’ll make a wold beg for dog treats
i want heat, so i’m always outfitted
next to me, i got a swat team lookin’ out*kitted
if you wanna live, you’d better listen to my demands
and if you didn’t listen to me, hope you will to my friends

[rustage]
no taking notice
we cut to black as we k!ll cam
came in loaded
we setting up and the drill jams
they paid the postage
delivery from a sk!lled man
my gang intolerant
getaway in the milk van
we break and entry
from houston to dallas
crew full of malice
i make a sentry
we shoot up the palace
using my talents
we taking plenty
we move by the gallon
losing your balance
we lining bold until they
swoon like italics
bite like a wolf from the tundra of scandinavia
i be shifting big oil richer than saudi arabia
piling up the cocaine whiter than any glacier
and i don’t need no therapist treating my kleptomania
popping down like a cloaker
hear the sound of the motor
blessed with bain in our ear
we with the clowns like the joker
lost and found at the brokers
driver round with a chauffeur
somebody call the dentist
take the crown and it’s over
[chorus * andrea storm kaden]
if you don’t speak my language
we ain’t making no exchanges
cuz i’m only talkin’ money
money money money money
money money money money
money money money money
all i want is all your money
gimme all your f*ckin’ money
money money money money
all your money if you wanna see your mummy again

[the stupendium]
shhh. you’re gonna have to keep it down
i mean really, don’t wanna hear a peep, a sound
’cause i’mma sneaky clown who’s gonna creep around
and then i’ll leave, unfound, that’s how a thief is crowned
as a masterful larceny artisan
par the plan * raining cheddar like it’s parmesan
’cause when i get that bag, y’ain’t gonna get that back
the way i get fat stacks * i need a larger van
pop through the window for a little grand*theft van gogh
flip vaults upside*down * that’s a bankroll
shop for deposits, whoops, got your lock picked
i lift bro, always making gains on the bag throw
’cause i harvest trustees and reap the green
depart with such ease * deplete your means
but if you take a peak, well then your pager beeps
‘nope, false alarm, seems completely clean’
sucker
[shao dow]
i didn’t listen to the plan
just hopped out of the van
with grenades in hand
buh buh bang!
catch me if you can
man i’m crazy fam
d*mn
i make ’em understand
that i go loud
control crowds
and bluh bluh bluh
until there’s no sound
you son of a b*tch i’m in
for the heist
cash and c*stacks
i need that
a bit of advice
human shields are better than
the type the pigs hide behind
trigger pull it and spray bullets
it shouldn’t feel this good should it?
your deposit * i took it
in the chopper i put it
hostages tied up and hooded
look it’s a bag let me full it
pushing in ammo and bullion
i live life on the edge
grit my t**th feel the rush
then i aim for the head
gimme all that you’ve got
when i call with the squad
everyone hides from the shots
when i mask up they gasp and start crying with snot
and it will feel like overk!ll when i’m flying the swat
[chorus * andrea storm kaden]
i’ve been spendin’ what i’m makin’
just for you to end up payin’
cuz i’m only talkin’ money
money money money money
money money money money
money money money money
all i want is all your money
gimme all your f*ckin’ money
money money money money
money money money money and i’m already spent

- jt music lyrics

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