Max B - Money Make Me Feel Better lyrics
[Max B - Money Make Me Feel Better lyrics]
Only one thing make me feel better man
Bread, cheese, chavo
Whatever the fuck you wanna' call it
I run circles around rap niggas, bring ‘em on
This the anthem bitch, won’t you sing along?
Need a score I’m the one to call
Threw some players around
There’s a new mayor in town
Max Bloomberg baby
Grease got that good Goon music
Fire up the doomship, ohh shit
You offended me homes, you’re injury prone
When guns pops get the fuck off the phone
I done stepped my shit up another notch
Kill this bitch dead
He gon’ need another plot
She covered in rot like Eskimo
Ten bricks left to do
My niggas gain green like vegetables
I get next to you if you lose me
And even with your jewelry
I never let the nigga out do me
Nigga better stick to the movie
You’s a trick in drag
Tell Jim he can kiss my ass, ow
Money make me feel so, so
Money make me feel so better
Mami like it real slow, slow
Won’t nothing stop me from
Getting this cheddar
Them niggas is coming real close, close
I said this rap shit is getting me fatter
My niggas they got real toast
You see, here’s what it all boils down to
You can keep the publishing
I'mma keep the other shit
I be on some other shit
Where the real estate stock, got prada
My mami she like to wear Gabbana
Your honor I swear to tell the truth
The whole truth
Silver Beemer with the blue tooth
It's a new coupe, it's a new loop
Got it sitting all clean
And I cop the shit a new boots, nice
90 was the price
That's the that’s the third car note
3 months, four chicks, three blunts
Fuck ‘em all like a pimp I be, I'm
The illest nigga in NYC, ow
I got the best hooks, best looks
Bitches say I got the best cock
And it’s hard like text book
I'mma strike upon thee with the vengeance
Fill you with some holes
May Father God bless your soul
Carve this nigga head like the X and O
I’m next to blow, bitch do it again
Double check the ho
Double deck the flows, they can hate up
Kick my feet up
Cross the front line, get beat up, oww
Money make me feel so, so
Money make me feel so better
Mami like it real slow, slow
Won’t nothing stop me from
Getting this cheddar
Them niggas is coming real close, close
I said this rap shit is getting me fatter
My niggas they got real toast
Bread, cheese, chavo
Whatever the fuck you wanna' call it
I run circles around rap niggas, bring ‘em on
This the anthem bitch, won’t you sing along?
Need a score I’m the one to call
Threw some players around
There’s a new mayor in town
Max Bloomberg baby
Grease got that good Goon music
Fire up the doomship, ohh shit
You offended me homes, you’re injury prone
When guns pops get the fuck off the phone
I done stepped my shit up another notch
Kill this bitch dead
He gon’ need another plot
She covered in rot like Eskimo
Ten bricks left to do
My niggas gain green like vegetables
I get next to you if you lose me
And even with your jewelry
I never let the nigga out do me
Nigga better stick to the movie
You’s a trick in drag
Tell Jim he can kiss my ass, ow
Money make me feel so, so
Money make me feel so better
Mami like it real slow, slow
Won’t nothing stop me from
Getting this cheddar
Them niggas is coming real close, close
I said this rap shit is getting me fatter
My niggas they got real toast
You see, here’s what it all boils down to
You can keep the publishing
I'mma keep the other shit
I be on some other shit
Where the real estate stock, got prada
My mami she like to wear Gabbana
Your honor I swear to tell the truth
The whole truth
Silver Beemer with the blue tooth
It's a new coupe, it's a new loop
Got it sitting all clean
And I cop the shit a new boots, nice
90 was the price
That's the that’s the third car note
3 months, four chicks, three blunts
Fuck ‘em all like a pimp I be, I'm
The illest nigga in NYC, ow
I got the best hooks, best looks
Bitches say I got the best cock
And it’s hard like text book
I'mma strike upon thee with the vengeance
Fill you with some holes
May Father God bless your soul
Carve this nigga head like the X and O
I’m next to blow, bitch do it again
Double check the ho
Double deck the flows, they can hate up
Kick my feet up
Cross the front line, get beat up, oww
Money make me feel so, so
Money make me feel so better
Mami like it real slow, slow
Won’t nothing stop me from
Getting this cheddar
Them niggas is coming real close, close
I said this rap shit is getting me fatter
My niggas they got real toast
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