letra de all about the money - troy ave
it’s the remix though! (young troy what it do?)
dj still gon’ k!ll this part (it’s the world n-gg-)
roofeeo on the beat
troy ave make the cypher complete (bsb)
you never seen nothin’ like this, splash brothers with the aim
i wish a n-gg- would boy
a n-gg- sleeping with your misses
n-gg- call me young ‘melo cause scoring is my sh-t boy
i’m cp3 ’cause i be dishin’ and handlin’ the rock
chef cooking with the pot boy
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money (yeah)
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
step up in this b-tch with my shades on (snow!)
all i see is bands, b-tch i got my rays on
my jeweler call me mr. rolex n-gg- (n-gg-aa)
wrists game so strong, they call me bowflex n-gg- (d-mn)
twenty thousand square feet, b-tch my crib way out (way out)
bk barclay, b-tch i brought jay out (yeah)
i was, 14 bought my first presidential (how you ride?)
had the mini 14 in the rental (b-boo)
blue lamb, yellow lamb, even had a white one (white one)
can’t forget the kiwi green, even had a sprite one (whoo)
took the jacob marc to jacobs n-gg-
with facing 10, big money beat the case, so what’s up!? (ha-ha)
you never seen nothin’ like this, splash brothers with the aim
i wish a n-gg- would boy
a n-gg- sleeping with your misses
n-gg- call me young ‘melo cause scoring is my sh-t boy
i’m cp3 cause i be dishin’ and handlin’ the rock
chef cooking with the pot boy
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money (yeah)
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
i be in the hood, drop wrangler
toilet paper in my porsche cause i’m sh-ttin’
94th and willmohr in the kitchen
cooking birds n-gg-s saying thanks for giving
arnold schwarzenegger arm from the whippin’
arnold schwarzenegger arm from the whippin’
won’t reply to you n-gg-s sneak dissin’
suck a d-ck when you see me know i’m grippin’
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money (yeah)
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
no limit to my money i should get a tank
they walk me through the back entering the bank
base running aaron so i’m giving hank
that’s a hit had him hit leave the n-gg- plankin’
he got six feet, i got six figures
nothin’ less but six shot coming off the hip
life’s a trip, life a gamble, i’m a big chipper
1000 dollar hand wrist glitter b-tch n-gg-
you never seen nothin’ like this, splash brothers with the aim
i wish a n-gg- would boy
a n-gg- sleeping with your misses
n-gg- call me young ‘melo cause scoring is my sh-t boy
i’m cp3 cause i be dishin’ and handlin’ the rock
chef cooking with the pot boy
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money (eah)
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
menace to society, cocaine brothers
my dog made three feds magazine covers
get shot for the beat, wash up on the beach
b-tt naked full of hoes, timbs on ya’ feet
ya’ stretched on the block, cover with the top
backwoods, stay strapped, smokin’ in the dark
n-gg- snitch on forty n-gg-s, how ya’ writing books?
i’m from the city, testify and get yo’ body took
f-ck ’em all, rats on me cause i hold the cheese
been had him in the sco’ and now it’s time to squeeze
50 stacks of costs, boy now pay the penalty
f-ck all ya’ kids, i swear to god, you gon’ remember me
words are powerful, it’s time to see my n-gg-s eat
in a two seater, in atlanta, pickin’ up mean
ferrari or the lambo, cause i got em both
n-gg- took a chain, next they know i got ’em smoked
neva rob, baby, i’m so foreva’ mob
i’m out in vegas at the ponds, playing peddle ball
push a b-tton i can turn a b-tch to battle raw
k!ll yaself n-gg-, how ya’ rat on all ya’ dawgs?
play my position, here i am, so now it’s time to ball
troy ave, now it’s time to ball
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money (money)
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money (money)
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money (yeah)
it’s all about the m-th-f-ckin’ money
i flourish under the fire, laugh in the face of doubt
you ain’t got enough money or fingers to count me out
bsb records make the cypher complete
we the #1 independent label in the streets
and you ‘sno that
free abdul my team, gotta’ get my bro back (drumma)
salute to the fans, supporters and the djs
always
outie
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