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"m-o-n-e-y" - loc saint lyrics

[intro]
i get money
loc saint
do your homework
gucci mane
ten
got my own
b*r*o money (money)
m*o*n*e*y gotta get that money now

[hook: loc saint]
m*o*n*e*y
i wanna get rich before i die (i just wanna get money)
why not try m*o*n*e*y
i gotta get stitched and stack it oh so high (get, gotta get money)
my m*o*n*e*y has been so dry and i’m so sick of poor life (i just wanna get money)
m*o*n*e*y i’m on my grind and putting overtime for money (get, gotta get money)

[verse 1: gucci mane]
rubber band b*tches, y’all n*ggas are g’s
my enemies be on my d*ck, they look like groupies to me
my fat ass, yo girlfriend, then why shе leaving with me?
we ain’t datеd but a week but still, she gave me your key
i do your homeboy picture man, a gram of the three
i told em count them bands up i gotta [send em they key?]
and even though you see me on tvs, jamming to weef
i got the student*rich game a n*gga ever did seen
i got the kangaroo money, about to jump off a tree
i got my hundred thousand dollars i was just on the team
indiana money n*gga, b*tches wanted more rings
you say them n*gga get money, that ain’t not money to me
[hook: loc saint]
m*o*n*e*y
i wanna get rich before i die (i just wanna get money)
why not try m*o*n*e*y
i gotta get stitched and stack it oh so high (get, gotta get money)
my m*o*n*e*y has been so dry and i’m so sick of poor life (i just wanna get money)
m*o*n*e*y i’m on my grind and putting overtime for (get, gotta get money)

[verse 2: tink]
get that money
gucci mane, loc saint
people wanna call that evil but i really just wanna be frank
i came from nothing, never had nothing, even the nothing had nothing which is something to compared to my nothing gotta get grind if i find it
i don’t got love for it
don’t covet it
never put my god above of it
but i got a vision with me in it holding stacks at the back my music’s buzzing it
doesn’t it sound nice?
the lither life of the rich and famous
slipping them cookies like [hummus?]
cashing offshore in the cayman’s

[verse 3: loc saint]
hey mister get*a*bulls
i hate neverending credit and fly
i just wanna bet that i’m gonna get up out the time i’ve reached 35
wanna get that greener red bean to me
i’m the formula that seems to be easily obtainable
understanding what it means to be
fifties to k!ll as n0body’s standing in my way
stuck as stitches meet the motto, working hard and then we play
i*i gotta get a habit while i swear it never happened
loch and gucci going at it, this is why i’m so emphatic for the money
[hook: loc saint]
m*o*n*e*y
i wanna get rich before i die (i just wanna get money)
why not try m*o*n*e*y
i gotta get stitched and stack it oh so high (get, gotta get money)
my m*o*n*e*y has been so dry and i’m so sick of poor life (i just wanna get money)
m*o*n*e*y i’m on my grind and putting overtime for (get, gotta get money)

[bridge: loc saint]
money, money, money
so diffi*
i never had no money, money, money
i really wanted living money, money, money
so difficult to get that money, money, money
it start to drive me crazy
money, money, money
so diffi*
i never had no money, money, money
i really wanted living money, money, money
so difficult to get that money, money, money
it start to drive me crazy
(i never had money my whole life and this is why i want it. i have worked so hard for money, in my job and still don’t got it. i will have some food that i’ve got food stamps plus what they called money. and when [?] kicked down my door last i was a broken educated dummy)

[hook: loc saint]
m*o*n*e*y
i wanna get rich before i die (i just wanna get money)
why not try m*o*n*e*y
i gotta get stitched and stack it oh so high my (get, gotta get money)
my m*o*n*e*y has been so dry and i’m so sick of poor life (i just wanna get money)
m*o*n*e*y i’m on my grind and putting overtime for (get, gotta get money)
[outro]
money (money, money, money)

- loc saint lyrics

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