Paroles de la chanson Making the Money par Noodah05

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Paroles de la chanson Making the Money par Noodah05

(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
(As we proceed)
Yeah, yeah
Talkin' 'bout hold it up, nigga
Yeah, yeah

I'm into makin' that money, yeah
Hustlin', I been up in the morning, yeah
Bills due, I gotta get something
Ball in your hand, just don't try to fumble (Just go)

Pull up, shoot that 17 at your top, call me Jeremy Lin
It was times that I was broke and I thought I couldn't get fixed (Yeah)

Wasn't no coverage on our defense, niggas play, we send a blitz (Come here)
Send a bitch, that shit for kids, you tryna milk me, I ain't no trick (Bitch)
Thuggin' at my granny house, they pull up, jump the fences (I'm gone)
Pull up, that blicky in my name, this shit gon' self-defense it
You know I'm a Rottweiler in this gang, nigga, I'm not tellin' shit (For real)
Simple-ass niggas thought she said celibate, she sellin' it (Fool)
We got 'bout twenty bitches with us, this shit get hella lit
I'm finna go buy the Caresha game, then buy hella liquor (Liquor, ooh)
Ain't finna kill you 'bout that bitch, boy, these niggas tender (They ass tender for real)

But if you play, nigga, I'm gon' click until them boys forget you (Snap)
I keep that rod whenever you see me, you'd think I'm a fisher (Yeah)
That ass look nice inside this mirror, hold up, take a picture
I don't give a fuck if you paid for this ride, I'ma still Lyft you (Come here)
She have a baby by The Biggest, I'm payin' for her titties

I'm into makin' that money, yeah
Hustlin', I been up in the morning, yeah
Bills due, I gotta get something
Ball in your hand, just don't try to fumble (Just go)

Yeah, she lovin' me, she love me not (She love me not)

Her feelings don't pay my rent (Pay my rent)
Pull up, air a nigga out (Grrah)
Nigga, shit I did, I'll never vent (Never vent)
Lightskin bitch like Keyshia Cole, I say she heaven-sent (Heaven-sent)
Niggas can't get me to go for shit, they know I never went (Fuck wrong with you?)
I guess I'll walk this road alone, I'm runnin' out of favors
She ain't got no job, say she work as a content creator (Uh)
Don't get run down with that Glock, let your mama cremate you (Uh-uh)
Head down, ass up, I'm finna penetrate her (Come here)
You know I'm the motherfuckin' one (She know it)
She into makin' me cum (She blow it)
She 'bout her funds, not fun (She know it)

Play the hook back, she say this her song, yeah

I'm into makin' that money, yeah
Hustlin', I been up in the morning, yeah
Bills due, I gotta get something
Ball in your hand, just don't try to fumble (Just go)
I'm into makin' that money, yeah
Hustlin', I been up in the morning, yeah
Bills due, I gotta get something
Ball in your hand, just don't try to fumble (Just go)

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