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Zollo - MONEY Lyrics



Zollo - MONEY Lyrics




Pulled up in a 3.6 black whip
Fogging up the glass while you talk your shit
Imma do the dash for the bag real quick
Got money on my mind
A nigga way too fine
To give a damn about why
You ain't hitting my line no more
Should've never closed the door
What the f*ck you gotta hurt me for
You'll never find better, you'll never find better
Bands is all im trying to see
Moving on so imma do what's best for me
You can catch me thuggin by a money tree, yeah
Bitch don't act surprised when them checks arrive
You know Im bout my money

Money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money babe
My money, bout my money babe

Money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money babe
My money, bout my money babe

A broke bitch with a broke wrist that don't match
Focused cause I noticed we won't last
New mood is f*ck this, kiss my ass
Getting more of the Benjamin's that's the task
Everything I thought that we would be
Has simply just crumbled up and fallen at my feet
Aye
I don't really care bout history
I'm racking up this cash since you turned your back on me, yeah
Everything I thought that we would be
Has simply just crumbled up and fallen at my feet
Aye
I don't give a f*ck bout history
I'm running up a bag cause that's good enough for me

Money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money babe
My money, bout my money babe

Money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money babe
My money, bout my money babe

I'm all about my money now, yeah
All about my money now, yeah
Oohhh, Ooohhh
This is what you wanted now
I'm all about my money now
Oohhh, heyyee, eeehh

Ohhh, ohhhh, hhhoooaa
I'm all about my money now ooohhh

(devious chuckle)
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Pulled up in a 3.6 black whip
Fogging up the glass while you talk your shit
Imma do the dash for the bag real quick
Got money on my mind
A nigga way too fine
To give a damn about why
You ain't hitting my line no more
Should've never closed the door
What the f*ck you gotta hurt me for
You'll never find better, you'll never find better
Bands is all im trying to see
Moving on so imma do what's best for me
You can catch me thuggin by a money tree, yeah
Bitch don't act surprised when them checks arrive
You know Im bout my money

Money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money babe
My money, bout my money babe

Money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money babe
My money, bout my money babe

A broke bitch with a broke wrist that don't match
Focused cause I noticed we won't last
New mood is f*ck this, kiss my ass
Getting more of the Benjamin's that's the task
Everything I thought that we would be
Has simply just crumbled up and fallen at my feet
Aye
I don't really care bout history
I'm racking up this cash since you turned your back on me, yeah
Everything I thought that we would be
Has simply just crumbled up and fallen at my feet
Aye
I don't give a f*ck bout history
I'm running up a bag cause that's good enough for me

Money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money babe
My money, bout my money babe

Money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money baby
My money, bout my money babe
My money, bout my money babe

I'm all about my money now, yeah
All about my money now, yeah
Oohhh, Ooohhh
This is what you wanted now
I'm all about my money now
Oohhh, heyyee, eeehh

Ohhh, ohhhh, hhhoooaa
I'm all about my money now ooohhh

(devious chuckle)
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Writer: Timothy Tucker
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Performed By: Zollo
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: Timothy Tucker

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