Plies, T.I. - In Love Wit Money lyrics

Ay homie, Man My Grandma Told Me Dog
Plies Sit Down Sumwhere Boi
Money Ain't Everythang
I Told Her Shit How you Kno
You Ain't Neva Had Nun

I'm Allergic To Broke
I'm Addicted To Stuntin'
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)

Call Me What U Want Bet U Can't Call Me Broke
You Pussy Ass Niggas Yall Who I Hustle For
U In Dese Street N U Ain't
Getn Money U A Joke!
I Got Fuck Up Money Nigga Money To Blow!
U Throw Yours In Da Air I
Throw Mines On Da Flo'
U Talk About Money I Kno How To Gеt It Though
I'ma Get Money N I'ma Die Two Thangs For Sho'
U Eithеr Sell Dope Or Rob U Kno How It Go
I Grind For 20 Hours Nigga N Sleep 4
I Got Da 26's I Want DA 8's Though
I Got Five WHips I Want Five Mo'
I'm N Luv Wit Money Muthafuck A Hoe!

I'm Allergic To Broke
I'm Addicted To Stuntin'
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)

Everythang From Dis Dro I Blow
Da 24's I Sit up Under Dis New Whip
I Can't Get It From A Bitch
U Kno Da First Gone Cum N Da
Bills Be Due one Day Da Hurs
Gone Cum N Til Dey Do Im Gone Get
Meals On Top Of Meals damn How A Hata Feel
Dey Talkin About It im Tryna Get It Forreal
Hey Dey Pretendin About It But
I Can Get It Forreal
I Done Slung Every Drug U Can Deal
(yeah) Plenty Times I Could've Been Killed
But Not Only Did I Live U Should
See How Niggas Live
Gotta Water Flood Property
Dey Both Back At Her Crib
Movie Wit Denzel N Da Nigga Actin Forreal
I Used To Not Have It To Spend But
Now I Got It To Give
96 Impala N Challengin Niggas To Steal
My Neck Gone Swell everythang On Chill
Ima Ball Til I Fall Keyword UNTIL yeah

I'm Allergic To Broke
I'm Addicted To Stuntin'
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)

If U Can Count It N Ya
Hands U Ain't Got Enough
I Want A Money Machine To Count Mines Brah
I'm Tired Of Da Shoe Box
I Wanna See Money Trucks
U Everythang Wit Money Witout It Ya Fuck!
Talk To A Broke Nigga I Bet His Lyf Rough
Talk To A Rich Nigga I Bet He Cheer Ya Up
I Don't Need No Homeboys
I Need My Pockets Stuffed
Cuz Im Runnin Out Of Time Nigga Im N A Rush
Cuz Its A Fucked Up Feeling
To Ya Pockets Touch
U Gettin A Quarter Now, U Shoot For A Bird
U Got Ya First Stack Now Hustle For A Third
Cuz Money Make Da World Go
Round If U Ain't Heard
If I EVa Go To Prison Money Gone Be Da Reason
And If Im Lyin God, Stop me From Breathin
Im Tryin To Live Good
Homie Im Tired Of Strugglin'
N To Be Honest Wit Ya
Dog Im Tired Of Hustlin'

I'm Allergic To Broke
I'm Addicted To Stuntin'
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)
Im in Love Wit Money (Money)