Mac Miller - Money Money lyrics
[Mac Miller - Money Money lyrics]
Yeah (Money, money, money, money)
(Haha) It's all for the (Money, money yeah)
I spend it fast 'cause I get it back
(Get it back)
Point Breeze, muhfucker, bet I'm reppin' that
(Uh, huh)
I'm gettin' that, yeah, it's like that
Flippin' and zippin' and gettin' this chips
(Oh, oh, oh)
Bitch, check the price tag (yeah)
And you snitchin' muhfuckers
Go and call the cops (Cops)
Cryin' 'cause ya little bitch-ass
Got that molly wop
You sellin' weed, you a joke
You should probably stop (Bitch)
Just answer my call, get robbed up out ya
(Money haha) i head to the mall to cop
Everything, I got that Rosie O'Donnell guap
(Cheese)
You're fatter than that bitch (Uh, huh)
And that's a fact, bitch (Hell yeah)
You throw my cash on the bed
It break the mattress
I used to not have shit (Have shit)
But this hustlin', this rap shit
Added to my cash quick
Stack chips, spendin' 'em (Spendin' 'em)
Sexy hoes, message 'em (What's up, baby?)
Invite 'em over, introducin' 'em to Benjamin
(yeah)
If you 'bout your money
Throw your hands to the sky
'Cause the cream gon' stand by your side
Get, get that, get that (yeah)
And if you 'bout your dollars
Put them hands in the air
If you got enough money to share
Get, get that, get that (It's for the hustle)
Uh, huh, yeah
I'm rockin' clean clothes, fresh like woah
Me and all my dogs is winnin' best in show
Havin' sex with hoes
And I ask 'em for they name
Givin' twenty dollar bills to bums
Askin' for some change (Haha)
Playa, get your hustle up (Hustle up)
And don't come with no trouble stuff
You'll get jumped just like double Dutch
(Bitch) i roll a double Dutch to
See the huff and puff
I got a couple smuts to put
They lips up by the nuts
They love the stuff, talkin' bad on 'em
And if them hoes got clothes
Throw some cash on 'em
(Throw some cash on 'em)
I need them hoes with some titties
And a ass on 'em (Big ass)
Flat back bitches, I'ma pass on 'em (yeah)
Money over hoes, on a money overflow
And hoes comin' in from the Poconos (Come on)
You know how it goes
It's for the cheddar, cheddar, cheese
If there's cake in my reach
Then I better get a piece
(Better get a piece)
If you 'bout your money
Throw your hands to the sky
'Cause the cream gon' stand by your side
Get, get that, get that (yeah)
And if you 'bout your dollars
Put them hands in the air
If you got enough money to share
Get, get that, get that
(It's for the hustle, yup)
Money, money for the money, money
Money, money, money, money money, money