Money (feat. Jeezy & Ludacris)

I can't even walk My pockets too heavy Got that 40 on me now Them choppers too heavy Told 'em you gotta fall back I can't sneak you in the club Said I'm in the car you need me my nigga Nothin' but love Last blunt [?] so much smoke I can't see ya Ain't over here, look I wouldn't wanna be ya Talking so many bitches we got bitches on bitches Way she moving that ass I think the bitch got switches Pull up to this bitch Escalade full of killers Now only thing realer: Escalade full of scrilla Louis V to the back, half a rack for the snap back Wiz Khalifa's on the coupe I'm talking black and yellow flapjacks When I talk I be talking 'bout money So please don't talk to me if you ain't talking 'bout money Weed, coke, ecstasy, nah we talkin bout money Don't know what went wrong with me, cause I be talkin bout money We talkin' bout money Let the money talk (money) Let the money talk (money) Let the money talk (money) Let the money talk (money) Let the money talk (money) Let the money talk (money) LUDA! I'm talkin' 'bout money you never seen, hoe The incredible hulk, so much paper I'm turning green, hoe Green giant, I want it, I buy it Y'all just ballers on a budget Your money's on a diet And I'm laughing you such a riot David verse your Goliath Let my money talk for me Hear 'em, be quiet Hamilton said "was happenin'?" Jackson said "wat it do?" Grant chucked up a deuce My Benjamin said "fuck you" Ahhhhh It cost money to fund a war nigga I'll have you laying right on the floor nigga And take you higher I'm a lover not a fighter But if a rappers gettin gassed Than I'm the first one to light her More money, more problems So bring the problems I love it This We The Best Music Group YMCMB Bitch I don't see you Get your money right Hustle Hard I'm forreal about this shit Get money! [Young Jeezy -