Money in all my pockets
Spilling out by the road side
Planting money trees
Creating shade just for the ones That's coming
I put that Naira in soil
And I watered it
Till a tree grew in Lagos as was Told by the prophets
A naira for my thoughts
I'll be dangote rich as f*ck
And I hope all the kids listen
Keep building your dreams up
Man Grown ups don't know Shit
They make all that shit up
Money in all my pockets
I wanna go like eze ego in a Casket of gold
Hold a feast for 7 days and let 7 Hens crow
Put my sister in a circle let her Speak with my soul
I left seeds in all these verses Whenever anyone Should Grow
My spirit will come alive once More
I had reached for a hundred
A hundred thousand had Followed
If I lost one today id get a Million by tomorrow
Money in all my pockets
I've been throwing money Away
Especially when it rains
The fruits of all my labours
Created shade to lay in the Sunset
Sunset up a hedge fund and it's Time for harvest
I set out to get one then I got a Hundred
That's why I gas pay my tithe When Ekwensu coming
Mumsi I just sold my soul like It no cost me nothing
Money in my pocket falling
Down to the ground sufri
Money in all my pockets owo ti De
With a big white house and the Sea
At the back yard
If money don't buy you happy Money buy you shit that make You happy
Big beautiful cars
Champagne rides
Complications costly
With the price
If money don't buy you happy
Money buy you shit that makes You happy
What I say
Honey honey
Settle down chile
Go and get this money
Think fast pain don't last
Do it how you do it honey one More time
If money don't buy you happy Money buy you shit That make You happy
I openly glide
In form of musical stride
The epitome of beautiful I
Beautiful life
Beautiful guy
Petals of the rose
Scattered on the roads
Wet winds certainly blows
Papers tatted with ghosts
Falling off my pouch
Into the air
On the ground
As they sprout
Into trees
With these branches
And the leaves
Denominations
Oh what a show off
My key to the splendor
Facilitator
All for your imagination
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Money in all my pockets
Spilling out by the road side
Planting money trees
Creating shade just for the ones That's coming
I put that Naira in soil
And I watered it
Till a tree grew in Lagos as was Told by the prophets
A naira for my thoughts
I'll be dangote rich as f*ck
And I hope all the kids listen
Keep building your dreams up
Man Grown ups don't know Shit
They make all that shit up
Money in all my pockets
I wanna go like eze ego in a Casket of gold
Hold a feast for 7 days and let 7 Hens crow
Put my sister in a circle let her Speak with my soul
I left seeds in all these verses Whenever anyone Should Grow
My spirit will come alive once More
I had reached for a hundred
A hundred thousand had Followed
If I lost one today id get a Million by tomorrow
Money in all my pockets
I've been throwing money Away
Especially when it rains
The fruits of all my labours
Created shade to lay in the Sunset
Sunset up a hedge fund and it's Time for harvest
I set out to get one then I got a Hundred
That's why I gas pay my tithe When Ekwensu coming
Mumsi I just sold my soul like It no cost me nothing
Money in my pocket falling
Down to the ground sufri
Money in all my pockets owo ti De
With a big white house and the Sea
At the back yard
If money don't buy you happy Money buy you shit that make You happy
Big beautiful cars
Champagne rides
Complications costly
With the price
If money don't buy you happy
Money buy you shit that makes You happy
What I say
Honey honey
Settle down chile
Go and get this money
Think fast pain don't last
Do it how you do it honey one More time
If money don't buy you happy Money buy you shit That make You happy
I openly glide
In form of musical stride
The epitome of beautiful I
Beautiful life
Beautiful guy
Petals of the rose
Scattered on the roads
Wet winds certainly blows
Papers tatted with ghosts
Falling off my pouch
Into the air
On the ground
As they sprout
Into trees
With these branches
And the leaves
Denominations
Oh what a show off
My key to the splendor
Facilitator
All for your imagination
Spilling out by the road side
Planting money trees
Creating shade just for the ones That's coming
I put that Naira in soil
And I watered it
Till a tree grew in Lagos as was Told by the prophets
A naira for my thoughts
I'll be dangote rich as f*ck
And I hope all the kids listen
Keep building your dreams up
Man Grown ups don't know Shit
They make all that shit up
Money in all my pockets
I wanna go like eze ego in a Casket of gold
Hold a feast for 7 days and let 7 Hens crow
Put my sister in a circle let her Speak with my soul
I left seeds in all these verses Whenever anyone Should Grow
My spirit will come alive once More
I had reached for a hundred
A hundred thousand had Followed
If I lost one today id get a Million by tomorrow
Money in all my pockets
I've been throwing money Away
Especially when it rains
The fruits of all my labours
Created shade to lay in the Sunset
Sunset up a hedge fund and it's Time for harvest
I set out to get one then I got a Hundred
That's why I gas pay my tithe When Ekwensu coming
Mumsi I just sold my soul like It no cost me nothing
Money in my pocket falling
Down to the ground sufri
Money in all my pockets owo ti De
With a big white house and the Sea
At the back yard
If money don't buy you happy Money buy you shit that make You happy
Big beautiful cars
Champagne rides
Complications costly
With the price
If money don't buy you happy
Money buy you shit that makes You happy
What I say
Honey honey
Settle down chile
Go and get this money
Think fast pain don't last
Do it how you do it honey one More time
If money don't buy you happy Money buy you shit That make You happy
I openly glide
In form of musical stride
The epitome of beautiful I
Beautiful life
Beautiful guy
Petals of the rose
Scattered on the roads
Wet winds certainly blows
Papers tatted with ghosts
Falling off my pouch
Into the air
On the ground
As they sprout
Into trees
With these branches
And the leaves
Denominations
Oh what a show off
My key to the splendor
Facilitator
All for your imagination
Writer: Iboro Hanson
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