Money Song Details:
Money Song Lyrics
Some People Say It’s Folly, But I’d Rather Have The Lolly
With Money, You Can Make A Smash
There Is Nothing Quite As Wonderful As Money, Money, Money, Money
There Is Nothing Like A Newly Minted Pound
(Money, Money, Money, Money)
Everyone Must Hanker For The Butchness Of A Banker
It’s Accountancy That Makes The World Go ’round, ’round, ’round, ’round
You Can Keep Your Marxist Ways, For It’s Only Just A Phase
Money, Money, Money Makes The World Go ’round (Yee)
Monte Carlo Big Sharks On On My Eggos
I Drape Out All My Broads Cartier Bangles
I Go Military Boys With The Angles
Gotta Upgrade The Stars Outta Space For Me
Lotta Blue Cash In The Rubber Band
Mounted … She In Barbie Land
Tropicana Diamonds Rock Em By The Tens
I Just Drinkin’ Act Curt Cobain
Fresh To Death Gucci On My Tomb
My Chopper Sing It Need Autotune
Bad … In My Hotel Room
Take A Perky Right Before We … And Act A Fool
Sad Money I Got Blue Face Diamonds
Im At The Top But Imma Keep On Climbing
I Got A … On My Hip No Silence
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Momma Told Me Dont Trust Nobody
Damn Momma You Seen It Coming
That’s Why I Don’t Keep This Heat For Nothing
Try Me Then You’re Getting 1
Plus 1 And A Couple More Ugh
30 Shots When I Am All Done
Right Right Did I Do The Math Right
Stomp Em Out Wrath In My Rafs
Feel My Wrath
Monte Carlo Big Sharks On On My Eggos
I Drape Out All My Broads Cartier Bangles
I Go Military Boys With The Angles
Gotta Upgrade The Stars Outta Space For Me
Lotta Blue Cash In The Rubber Band
Mounted … She In Barbie Land
Tropicana Diamonds Rock Em By The Tens
I Just Drinkin’ Act Curt Cobain
Ayo
Let Him Get Up In It When He Came Home
After A Long Bid You Know That Sex Game Strong
Headed To The Grip Baby Hang On
Ding Dong Got That Alexander Wang On
Wait… Free Thug
She Heard That Hehe And My “hehe” Did The Facepalm
Pretty No Makeup I Aint Have To Put My Face On
Stay In Your Lane Don’t Get Gassed At That Station
Give Him The Chills I Got Him Head Over Heels
Sucking My Toes While He Massaging My Heels
He Want To Lick The Wrapper… No Chance
They Tryna Ride My Wave But They End Up On The Sand
I Got Wild Hitters And Hustlers All On My Payroll
Typa Niggas Hit The Block Move The Crack And That Yayo
I Got Wild Chicas Who Do Whatever I Say So
Bout That Dinero So If You Want Me You Gotta Peso
Just Put A Couple Grand In Some Rubber Bands
Bitches Want My Luck Couldn’t Get A Glance
They Wonder What I Gross Like My Name Was Lance
Its Barbie Bitch Just Dropped Like 20 Mil On Barbie Land
Monte Carlo Big Sharks On On My Eggos
I Drape Out All My Broads Cartier Bangles
I Go Military Boys With The Angles
Gotta Upgrade The Stars Outta Space For Me
Lotta Blue Cash In The Rubber Band
Mounted … She In Barbie Land
Tropicana Diamonds Rock Em By The Tens
I Just Drinkin’ Act Curt Cobain
On The Sidewalk Like He Getting A Tan
I Go Microsoft Drinking Oxygen
Bitch I’ve Been A Boss Since A Gotdamn Kid
Pop Out On The Block With A With A Make Em Do The Cha Cha Cha
I Wrote The Dropbox Witcha Bae And I Got My Rocks Off
She Suck The Socks Off Of Me And They Were Gucci
I Bent Her Over In The Bentley Spur And I Didn’t Need A Coochi
I’m Living Life As A Pimp
I Put A Bitch On You Shrimps
I’m High In The Sky Like A Blimp
I Cop A Roll Royce First Attempt
Whats The Definition Of Real Yeah Yeah Yeah
When You Kneel Yeah Yeah Yeah
You Just Showing You Still Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah