Rich Homie Quan - Make That Money | Текст песни

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Got a penthouse by the lake, don’t let mine shrunk to the sea
Got the trap hopping like hey, but they tryna slide on what a nigga say
Fucking four hoes, feeling like a pimp, that’s the dip when I walk, not a limp
That’s a 40 hanging off my hip, fuck around get shot, y’all niggas ain’t real

Heard you try to get some money
Make that money, make that money
Make that money
Heard you try to get some money
Take that money, take that money
Take that money
Heard you try to get some money
Whole lotta that money, whole lotta money
Whole lotta money
Heard you try to get some money
Work for your money, work for your money
Work for your money

Spent 32 hundred on shoes last week, bought just two pair
I’m in the big boy presidential suite, bet you can’t guess who there
And I got like four or five freaks I said molly and they said oh yeah
‘Cause the bitch would do anything for me, pull my finger and she say, “Go where”
I’m somewhere sitting with my feet up, I’mma get it right back in a Reebok
Don’t follow that crowd, be a leader, I’mma school these niggas, I’m teaching
Can’t fool me, nigga, you see-through, I do this, nigga, I’m legal
Your bitch fucking me hollering free you, got my stick in her face like key cool
You know nigga, that’s Chinese fool, name a crew who can do it like we do
AC blowing on a nigga, I’m three cool, it’s only one of me, be you
She run away if she get loose and I’mma run away, sipping on juice
My mind on one thing, tryna get salute, you should see the top-floor view

Got a penthouse by the lake, don’t let mine shrunk to the sea
Gotta the trap hopping like hey, but they tryna slide on what a nigga say
Fucking four hoes, feeling like a pimp, that’s the dip when I walk, not a limp
That’s a 40 hanging off my hip, fuck around get shot, y’all niggas ain’t real

Heard you try to get some money
Make that money, make that money
Make that money
Heard you try to get some money
Take that money, take that money
Take that money
Heard you try to get some money
Whole lotta money, whole lotta money
Whole lotta that money
Heard you try to get some money
Work for your money, work for your money
Work for your money

I been fucking this new hoe that i just met going on two weeks
The bitch really moving too fast, hoe, already in too deep
She was sucking on dick too long, got a black around her knee
I don’t know what type of shit she on but when she sucking she make a nigga scream
I won that game, nigga, you lost, bugging on two cops
Stay down from the bottom, yo, nigga, now I’m standing on the rooftop
Got money in the shoebox, never flex what you got
Fuck around get you shot, I got two Glocks
It’s me against the world, nigga, feeling like Tupac
Who hot, nigga? You are not and I need more space, got two spots
And I don’t give a fuck who you are and I got four doors, two cars
And I’m doing more shows than you thought, and I’m on that road getting money
Sold that soul for real, homie, nigga that’s your hoe, she know me, she was at my

Penthouse by the lake, don’t let mine shrunk to the sea
Got the trap hopping like hey, but they tryna slide on what a nigga say
Fucking four hoes, feeling like a pimp, that’s the dip when I walk, not a limp
That’s a 40 hanging off my hip, look around get shot, y’all niggas ain’t real

Heard you try to get some money
Make that money, make that money
Make that money
Heard you try to get some money
Take that money, take that money
Take that money
Heard you try to get some money
Whole lotta money, whole lotta money
Whole lotta money
Heard you try to get some money
Work for your money, work for your money
Work for your money


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