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Tytuł: Money

  • Wykonawca: Charli Baltimore
  • Wy¶wietleń: 259
For the love of what...
   Uh huh, Untertainment
   Charli Dangerous
   H-Class, little E
   Uhh uhh
  
   Verse One: Charli Baltimore
  
   I don't know if it's the pretty face or the expensive taste
   That got everybody wantin' to touch me like Case
   Feels So Good like Mase, to pull over
   Anywhere I want, diplomats on the Rover
   The way I put it on a nigga sober
   I have 'em comin' back, knockin' on my door like Johovas
   Ya'll already know that Charli's in charge
   Weekly massage, platnuim and gold cars
   Money stashed in NY to Witchitaw
   And I stay with my niggas cause you know how bitches are
   Aggy, cause they baby daddy wanna bag me
   That's why I never leave home without the 44
   Ya'll hoes can't do nothin' to me
   I got this game wrapped like a dubee
   Pinned up in what?
   Charli rappin' about, I really got
   And it ain't that I'm stuck on myself, I'm really hot
  
   Chorus
  
   For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
   For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)
   For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
   For the love of money (really need it, yeah)
  
   Verse Two: Charli Baltimore
  
   Yo yo yo, gimme the money
   Rich bitch be swimmin' in money
   I need Jet Ski's in mind, can't tease a dime
   Lookin' in the mirror, feeling pleased with the shine
   Lady Rolex for the time, the class is "S"
   Wear the ice on the bra of my chest
   When the money ain't right I go far to the left
   Niggas wanna play games then Charli direct
   Wanna Long Kiss Goodnight, don't hold ya breath
   Bitches know I'm the shit with my MAC lipstick
   Crushin' the player haters with a purple navigator
   Shoes alligator, my bag is too
   If I was broke like you, I would be mad like you
   But you can come work for Charli, a boss with a body
   Ask anybody, I could take over Gotti
   Poo by the poo while you just another hottie
   Niggas roll bricks that'll stay if it's notty
  
   Chorus
  
   For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
   For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)
   For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
   For the love of money (really need it, yeah)
  
   Verse Three: Charli Baltimore
  
   Uh huh, yo when you look you see the slim waist leavin' no trace
   Cause shit for no Charli will be in the breifcase
   Yeah Long Kiss Goodnight, Baltimore get it right
   For the cash, pop out the window and shoot through the ice
   Ain't no love here, just the black gloves here
   Check it, and I don't get by with nothin' I can't leave in 30 seconds
   But my kids, they think mommy a teacher
   They don't know, for the love of this
   I make the whole world tre` dough
   Bingo, get 'em ready for school like nothing happen
   Here's a apple for the teacher, tell 'em mommy said "Hi"
   Bet he won't fail you no more, one more "F" and he die
   Even with my nails done, I can take guns apart son
   So when they come lookin' for this reporter broke Un
   Dealt with birds, but I had to move on
   But for none of these I tatto the little P-pac on my arm
   Ask Un how the ones be when he advance me dough
   So I put out mines and tell dawg keep yours yo
   For real...
  
   Chorus
  
   For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
   For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)
   For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
   For the love of money (really need it, yeah)
  
   For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
   For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)
   For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
   For the love of money (really need it, yeah)