Millionaire Row
Meek Mill, French Montana, Rick Ross
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Got to have money, money (M-M-M-) And more motherfuckin' money More motherfuckin' money More motherfuckin' money More motherfuckin' money (M-M-M-) It's all about the money right now If you're broke, get the f*ck out Huh, swipe, get that credit card You need some swipes? Get that- More motherfuckin' money (swipe, haan, motherfucker) Let me see you swipe (Luc Belaire) Let me see it, swipe (haan) Let me see it, swipe (haan, swipe, swipe, swipe) More motherfuckin' money (get fuckin' money, swipe) Yeah, nigga, don't quiet now (credit card swipe) It's time to spend some money, nigga (swipe, hey, hey) Count it 'til my finger numb F*ck a money counter (shawty, count it, ayy, what's ya-) I been poppin' them Teslas 'fore I knew Elon Musk Pussy wet, I might slip, niggas funny like Tip (haan) I get that pussy for free, but my homeboys, they pay Then act like they in love 'cause they need somewhere to stay (ah) I might pop me a shroom, pulled her head out on Zoom And if I nut on your stomach, that's five mill' in your womb (baow-baow-baow) Brown bag, fifties, hundreds F*ck a tab, we don't chop it, cop the slab Don't leave a comment, drop a bag (don't leave a comment, drop a bag) Shawty ass from DR, but her wax is Brazilian Shawty one in a million, not one of a million Haan (bounce, bounce) Little mama's a beast I took E off emotions, I been hot ever since (Montana, sheesh) More motherfuckin' money (swipe, haan) Let me see it Let me see it, swipe (haan) Let me see it, swipe (haan) More motherfuckin' money I fucked a bitch, then she pissed, rapper niggas gon' diss Pay the homies to kill you, I call it minimum risk I got personal credit, get you murdered for debit Yes, networth'll triple, nigga, but that's if you let it Take the yacht out to France, .40 Glock in my pants Sixty-million a tour (ha) without an advance I'm Barrett-Jackson the cars, all you bastards at odds Star Island for life, that's if you've mastered the art It's time to f*ck a few bitches F*ck 'em malicious She love to get nasty, it's like a fuckin' Olympics Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball Close to a billion, niggas movin' chameleon Conversation the money, the only thing that's appealin' Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball More motherfuckin' money (swipe, haan) Let me see it Let me see it, swipe (haan) Let me see it, swipe (haan) More motherfuckin' money More motherfuckin' money More motherfuckin' money
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Written by: William Roberts, Robert Williams, Karim Kharbouch
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