money dance - sean chung lyrics
money dance lyrics
[intro]
oh sh*t!
h*llo everybody
s*o*k*a
[verse 1]
i don’t even wanna talk about my money
i got hunnids, i got 50’s, i got 20’s and the honeys
did you wanna pop a pill?
roll a blunt and we can chill
baby, when you rocking with me
life’s a game ’cause i’m a thrill
[chorus]
i got money on my mind, do my money dance
talking sh*t up on my mama, yeah, we throwing hands
when i’m done throwing hands with your stupid ass
i took your mama to the club, started throwing bands
throwing bands, took a dub, got a pocket rocket
not a gun, but the one that be cherry popping
pullin’ up red dot, aiming for your noggin
hit you in the head, f*ck 12, but i’m never stopping
[verse 2]
now you stare while i do my money walk
and everybody wanna pull up while they motherf*ckin’ talk
and i got, good head from a hoe i don’t even know
dsl had to blow so i let it go
i didn’t know what to say for my intro
do this all for my family and my kinfolk
shawty coming over and she bringing all her friends though
i don’t like spending money, go to quiznos
and i got water, i’ll be f*cking on your daughter
she be calling me her daddy when i’m not even her father
she be twerking on my lap and i’m not saweetie but i tapped
and everybody know you other motherf*ckers made of cap
and you know i’m on a come up, ’boutta break the f*cking ceiling
shawty fell in love i took her heart, she said i’m stealing
now i just be popping on your b*tch, you know i’m really rich
all these other hoes, they wanna suck up on my d*ck
now, i don’t give a f*ck
[chorus]
i got money on my mind, do my money dance
talking sh*t up on my mama, yeah, we throwing hands
when i’m done throwing hands with your stupid ass
i took your mama to the club, started throwing bands
throwing bands, took a dub, got a pocket rocket
not a gun, but the one that be cherry popping
pullin’ up red dot, aiming for your noggin
hit you in the head, f*ck 12, but i’m never stopping
[instrumental]
[verse 3]
no stopping, i’m pulling up, then i’m pulling out
call me yacht, i’ll put you inside a coffin now
no way, one day gotta make it out
not the hood, but the h*ll that i’m always talking ’bout
no way, swear to god so i need to pray
money coming in every single f*cking day
yeah, i dropped that b*tch, she was in my way
if you ’boutta slide, pull up with a bag of lays!
[chorus]
i got money on my mind, do my money dance
talking sh*t up on my mama, yeah, we throwing hands
when i’m done throwing hands with your stupid ass
i took your mama to the club, started throwing bands
throwing bands, took a dub, got a pocket rocket
not a gun, but the one that be cherry popping
pullin’ up red dot, aiming for your noggin
hit you in the head, f*ck 12, but i’m never stopping
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