Money Money Money

[Chorus: Young Dolph]

Money, money money money

If you ain't a rich nigga, nigga you can't tell me nothing

Money, money money money

[?] stuntin

Money, money money money

3:00 in the morning, I got the spot jumping

Money, money money money

[?] spend cause it's nothing

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]

I just touched down, bout to cause a lot of hell

The best in the city, go and ask my clientell

I'm fly as hell

And I'm high as hell

Na these ain't Luie frames, these Cartier

Homeboy, what you know about a scale?

The only nigga you know that weigh Kush without a scale

My [?], and my undershirt YSL

[?] when he get out of jail

44 to 8th, nigga that's a [?]

[?] that's a 454

I hit the gass, and get drank all over the floor

It's all good, I stopped and poured me another 4

[Chorus: Young Dolph]

Money, money money money

If you ain't a rich nigga, nigga you can't tell me nothing

Money, money money money

[?] stuntin

Money, money money money

3:00 in the morning, I got the spot jumping

Money, money money money

[?] spend cause it's nothing

[Verse 2: Tim Gates]

God took my granny, but it made me stronger

Made me more hungry, to get this paper longer

I shine, so when I step in the place, it's sunny

Track [?] chase money

Energiser bunny, keep going, keep going

Know that she a freak, keep blowing, keep blowing

[?] cause she know a nigga got money

Pockets on Chris Rock, not funny

You about it, I'm about it, nigga let's see

Bought so much, my damb face should be on SV's

You a big dog, please tell me who the next flee

Speading on that paper route, come and catch me

[Chorus: Young Dolph]

Money, money money money

If you ain't a rich nigga, nigga you can't tell me nothing

Money, money money money

[?] stuntin

Money, money money money

3:00 in the morning, I got the spot jumping

Money, money money money

[?] spend cause it's nothing

[Verse 3: Tim Gates]

If I had a Twitter, the way the money follow me

Pocket full of cabbage right, pocket collered green

Thick girls in the crowd think they wanna swallo me

Sorry girl you not a candidate, you work at Dollar Tree

They say I paper chase like I got a lotta feet

And life is what you make it, that's my astrolligy

And life is a bitch too, my bad

So when I think of life, [?]

200 on the dash

Moving super fuckin fast, tryna keep up with that cash

Plus I go harder and harder, cause them haters on my ass

Cause if you ain't first then you last

[Chorus: Young Dolph]

Money, money money money

If you ain't a rich nigga, nigga you can't tell me nothing

Money, money money money

[?] stuntin

Money, money money money

3:00 in the morning, I got the spot jumping

Money, money money money

[?] spend cause it's nothing