letra de about tha money - t.i
bustin’ out the bando
a n-gg- jewelry real metal like a can opener
i went from rags to riches to a feature with tip
i went from smart car to a b-tch with some smart lips
and the f&m at my hip lip
i’m goin’ fishin’ with these little bitty shrimp dips
and my bank roll got a big dip
she gon’ bring it on a big ship
quite trill, no quik trip
i got .. in the alley, no tip there
she just wanna have a good day
smoke way more weed than a guy in l.a
i want them birds ’til next may
never let her fly away
what!? i heard ..
listen what my n-gg- tip say
if it ain’t about the money
don’t be blowin’ me up, n-gg- i ain’t gettin’ up
if it ain’t about the money
ain’t no use in you ringin’ my line, stop wastin’ my time
if it ain’t about the money
nah i can’t even hear what you say, i ain’t finna do sh-t
if it ain’t about the money
b-tch, you can miss me with it, b-tch n-gg- miss me with it
i’m packin’ 11, i’m packin’ 11
i ride in a gator, my shoes are guiseppe
i’m slime like the reverend, i shoot at the reverend
pants out the gucci store, they stuck with lettuce
she try .. on these b-tches
when it’s my time to pay i’ma bail on these b-tches
ay what’s that we in the neighborhood for?
standin’ at the corner store with a pocket full of dough
i’ll be d-mned if a n-gg- wipe a hood out
learned that from ugk back in “pocket full of stones”
put your money down like a ..
you playin’ with it, i’ma send ’em through your car door
but while ..
i’m doin’ it for black and yellow, free ..
the head honcho, n-gg- no tonto, n-gg-
i’m quick to put some bricks in a bronco, n-gg-
n-gg-s talk sh-t, well i don’t respond to no n-gg-
no murder, no dough, no convo
if it ain’t about the money
don’t be blowin’ me up, n-gg- i ain’t gettin’ up
if it ain’t about the money
ain’t no use in you ringin’ my line, stop wastin’ my time
if it ain’t about the money
nah i can’t even hear what you say, i ain’t finna do sh-t
if it ain’t about the money
b-tch, you can miss me with it, b-tch n-gg- miss me with it
i’m packin’ 11, i’m packin’ 11
i ride in a gator, my shoes are guiseppe
i’m slime like the reverend, i shoot at the reverend
pants out the gucci store, they stuck with lettuce
she try .. on these b-tches
when it’s my time to pay i’ma bail on these b-tches
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