money man - montana99 lyrics
[intro]
listen, go get you some f*ckin’ money, like, it don’t even matter
like, get off ya’ ass, and get out there, and go chase a bag
like, if you got a dream (wavy), go make that sh*t come true
like, don’t let anybody else tell you what you can or cannot do
don’t let anybody stand in your way, go chase your dreams
and go make some f*ckin’ money, it’s jay montana by the way, haha
[chorus]
b*tch i am the money man, now that shorty wanna dance
playin’ all my songs up in the party, now they in a trance
i’ll have n*ggas pull up and they pop you like a f*ckin’ xan
pop a perky, got me tweakin’ like alice in wonderland
b*tches wanna step up in my section ’cause i’m lit now
‘member i was lookin’ so d*mn bummy, check the fit now
n*ggas said they couldn’t f*ckin’ stand me, told ’em, “sit down”
if you ever claimed you f*cked my b*tch, well that’s yo’ b*tch now
[verse]
whoa, whoa, b*tch, i am the money man
i love countin’ money, b*tch, i count up all my f*ckin’ bands
got designer at the crib, that sh*t just came from f*ckin’ france
got my family, i promise you i don’t need f*ckin’ friends
icin’ ’em out, b*tch, i feel like johnny
momma taught me never trust n0body
i know n*ggas that’ll catch that homi’
f*cked yo’ girl like, “d*mn, i’m sorry”
i’m with yo’ bae and she tellin’ me, “kiss me”
b*tches be callin’ to tell me they miss me
that shorty’s beggin’ to give me a hickey
i’m not timmy turner, but i need a trixie
n*ggas said that they want smoke and they want all the static, but that n*gga runnin’ like ricky
i took his b*tch to the candy shop, n*ggas wishin’ death upon me, i’m feelin’ like 50
remember when i was in love, but that shorty broke me, these b*tches be evil like vicky
n*ggas be goofy, these n*ggas be rats, that n*gga a mouse, he lookin’ like mickey
remember when she used to dub me, but now she just textin’ and callin’ to ask for a quicky
n*ggas swear that they be ballin’, but if i pull up, i promise i’m droppin’ like sixty
b*tches be sayin’ they love you, but they act like they don’t, this sh*t is so trippy (yeah, but)
[chorus]
b*tch i am the money man, now that shorty wanna dance
playin’ all my songs up in the party, now they in a trance
i’ll have n*ggas pull up and they pop you like a f*ckin’ xan
pop a perky, got me tweakin’ like alice in wonderland
b*tches wanna step up in my section ’cause i’m lit now
‘member i was lookin’ so d*mn bummy, check the fit now
n*ggas said they couldn’t f*ckin’ stand me, told ’em, “sit down”
and if you ever claimed you f*cked my b*tch, well that’s yo’ b*tch now
[outro]
yeah, yeah, ’cause i’m the money man
yeah, oh, ’cause i’m the money man, haha
yeah, yeah, whoa, it’s jay montana, man
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