P Money, Splurgeboys - Money lyrics
[P Money, Splurgeboys - Money lyrics]
A couple years ago was a tragedy
When mad had my ex girl mad
God said he had a plan for me
Then he went and took my
Fucking granddad from me baffled me
Like how can you take man's grand from me?
But then I went hard for the mortgage
Now there's 400 grands in the family
Brudda, that's money
Motherfucker, that's money
You can't tell me shit
Unless you make more money
I don't care about whips
That don't make you money can't mention P
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Look what you started
Man, look what you started
I ain't had a top ten
But this plane I'm sitting on's chartered
I draw girls easy
Motherfucker, I'm an artist
My weight's my business
My stocky figure's on the market
I don't think about holidays
I just click on a button
I ring my girl and my
Cousins, I say "I'm going, you coming?
It's not four in a room, it's four rooms
Are you buzzing?"
So they keep hating but they
Ain't telling me nothing
It's all a one-sided game cause
They don't press any buttons
I give my cousin a
Magazine and say "shopping
Choose something"
And then we turn up at yards
Pretend we're selling yutes something
Cause that's money
Brudda, that's money
Motherfucker, that's money
You can't tell me shit
Unless you make more money
I don't care about whips
That don't make you money can't mention P
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout money
I've got the money for a mad yard
I'll rubbish your whip like a scrapyard
I'm upgrading my plate to a private
Just coulda did it with the bank card
Certain man think that's hard
Have you seen what's inside my watch dog?
What was in those bags?
Nothing much, probably a watch though
Fuck it, I'm a badman
I said fuck it, I'm a badman
In a black cab and I'm on the radio
Getting paid more than the cab man
I'm bait in the bank, fam
Cause, I withdraw money like a madman
I put my gold in, end up in Westfield
Cause, I'm treating cashpoints like a satnav
Brudda, that's money
Motherfucker, that's money
You can't tell me shit
Unless you make more money
I don't care about whips
That don't make you money can't mention P
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout money
When mad had my ex girl mad
God said he had a plan for me
Then he went and took my
Fucking granddad from me baffled me
Like how can you take man's grand from me?
But then I went hard for the mortgage
Now there's 400 grands in the family
Brudda, that's money
Motherfucker, that's money
You can't tell me shit
Unless you make more money
I don't care about whips
That don't make you money can't mention P
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Look what you started
Man, look what you started
I ain't had a top ten
But this plane I'm sitting on's chartered
I draw girls easy
Motherfucker, I'm an artist
My weight's my business
My stocky figure's on the market
I don't think about holidays
I just click on a button
I ring my girl and my
Cousins, I say "I'm going, you coming?
It's not four in a room, it's four rooms
Are you buzzing?"
So they keep hating but they
Ain't telling me nothing
It's all a one-sided game cause
They don't press any buttons
I give my cousin a
Magazine and say "shopping
Choose something"
And then we turn up at yards
Pretend we're selling yutes something
Cause that's money
Brudda, that's money
Motherfucker, that's money
You can't tell me shit
Unless you make more money
I don't care about whips
That don't make you money can't mention P
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout money
I've got the money for a mad yard
I'll rubbish your whip like a scrapyard
I'm upgrading my plate to a private
Just coulda did it with the bank card
Certain man think that's hard
Have you seen what's inside my watch dog?
What was in those bags?
Nothing much, probably a watch though
Fuck it, I'm a badman
I said fuck it, I'm a badman
In a black cab and I'm on the radio
Getting paid more than the cab man
I'm bait in the bank, fam
Cause, I withdraw money like a madman
I put my gold in, end up in Westfield
Cause, I'm treating cashpoints like a satnav
Brudda, that's money
Motherfucker, that's money
You can't tell me shit
Unless you make more money
I don't care about whips
That don't make you money can't mention P
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout money