"Money Man" lyrics
(feat. Killa)
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
I pull up in a brand new Benz
Benjamins is my only friends
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
I pull up in a brand new Benz
Benjamins is my only friends
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, woo, yeah woo, yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, woo, yeah woo, yeah
I pop a perc go retarded we shoot up the party then change the artillery
I'm a double G, I'm from the 9, that's why your home girl be feeling me
She this rapping shit, it's new to me, but this street shit ain't new to me
Running the streets like a true MC, when you see me better woo to me (Woo)
Even my teachers woo to me, and that bitch who used to tutor me
Walk in the streets with a tool on me, cause I ain't with the foolery
She like how I roll, hop in the car, then I put it in sport
Step on the court 20 20 step back, I be wyling on the floor
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
I pull up in a brand new Benz
Benjamins is my only friends
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
I pull up in a brand new Benz
Benjamins is my only friends
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
I pull up in a brand new Benz
Benjamins is my only friends
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
I pull up in a brand new Benz
Benjamins is my only friends
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, woo, yeah woo, yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, woo, yeah woo, yeah
I pop a perc go retarded we shoot up the party then change the artillery
I'm a double G, I'm from the 9, that's why your home girl be feeling me
She this rapping shit, it's new to me, but this street shit ain't new to me
Running the streets like a true MC, when you see me better woo to me (Woo)
Even my teachers woo to me, and that bitch who used to tutor me
Walk in the streets with a tool on me, cause I ain't with the foolery
She like how I roll, hop in the car, then I put it in sport
Step on the court 20 20 step back, I be wyling on the floor
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
I pull up in a brand new Benz
Benjamins is my only friends
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
I pull up in a brand new Benz
Benjamins is my only friends
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Writer(s): Bashar Barakah Jackson, Alyamani Ouadah, Rouben Dossous
