i need money - left g lyrics
[chorus]
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
[verse 1: premo rice]
i’m in the coupe, caught a s*xy*body b*tch, she glancin’
in pursuit, tryna f*ck you, baby, ain’t romancin’
i got cups of this flavor, maybe you can sip some
i don’t bluff, h*lla flavor, make you watch me drip some
[bridge: premo rice]
in the club, all the b*tches show me love (show me love)
feel like belly in the telly, poppin’ bubb* (i’m poppin’ bubb*)
in the gs with my ho, i’m ridin’ chrome (i’m ridin’ chrome)
if it ain’t about the cake, don’t hit my phone (don’t hit my phone)
in the club, all the b*tches show me love (show me love)
feel like belly in the telly, poppin’ bubb* (i’m poppin’ bubb*)
in the gs with my ho, i’m ridin’ chrome (i’m ridin’ chrome)
if it ain’t about the cake, don’t hit my phone (don’t hit my phone)
[chorus: left g]
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
i need the money, yeah
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
i need the money, yeah
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
i want the money, yeah
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
i need the money, yeah
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
i need the money, yeah
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
i want the money, yeah
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
[verse 2: left g]
i jumped in the game, baby
but don’t play, i’m scoutin’ all volunteers, b*tch
i don’t pay ’em, don’t all raise all your hands at once
yeah, this ship is sailin’ smoothly
b*tch, don’t break up happy home
just play your role
and pay attention to where money comin’ from
i pull up slammin’ caddy doors, you knowin’ what i’m on
no trench coat, no perms, b*tch you knowin’ that i’m smooth
smoother than some white b*tch hair through a comb
foreign money good, but i like it close to home
keep chrome snug tight, in case the game played wrong
it get cold at night, baby, you might play room to room
trick might be your best*friend, baby, get to know him
[chorus: left g]
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
i need the money, yeah
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
i need the money, yeah
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
i want the money, yeah
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
gotta jump in the game and gots to make your money
want the bread, want the milk, and i want the money
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