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Make Money Lyrics[Intro]
Listen, sho
Make money money
Make Money

[Chorus]
G’d up, don’t have it on me (on me)
Makeup on my white tee
You won’t catch me chilling on the road with my side piece
Couldn’t get one, now I can buy three
She keeps asking how I make this P
All I do is make money money, make money money money
Trust me, I came up with the same niggas
All I do is make money money, make money money money
That’s my baby
She looking fly in a bussdown, yeah she got the front and thе waist
That’s my baby (that’s my)
I can’t even post my face, shе selfish
That’s my baby (that’s my)
Put my heart to the side like her braids
That’s my baby, that’s my baby

[Verse 1]
A1 the man in the middle, girl be different get a side part
Motto fly straight, never ever hit the side path
Nigga been lit, I ain’t even gotta try hard
Said I ain’t shit, but the pants coming right off
She used to call me little A, now she call me big one
I’ve been shooting payments, I never had to shoot guns
Don’t get it twisted I got brothers ima slide for
I share that with AK or Dee if it’s a cute one
She on some hoodrat shit, I won’t be missing you miss
Couple G’s in Dior, yeah I’m taking the piss
Germans, foreign I’m driving that shit
Lighties, brownies they’re riding this (easy)

[Chorus]
G’d up, don’t have it on me (on me)
Makeup on my white tee
You won’t catch me chilling on the road with my side piece
Couldn’t get one, now I can buy three
She keeps asking how I make this P
All I do is make money money, make money money money
Trust me, I came up with the same niggas
All I do is make money money, make money money money
That’s my baby
She looking fly in a bussdown, yeah she got the front and the waist
That’s my baby (that’s my)
I can’t even post my face, she selfish
That’s my baby (that’s my)
Put my heart to the side like her braids
That’s my baby, that’s my baby

[Verse 2]
Pretty girls say A1
H U N N A
Shawty wanna do me, I wanna do her
Uptown trips, let me show you the way
I ain’t a window shopper
Mad at me, they think I don’t know
Bro calls me A1, but it’s sweet A to his hoe
I bang bang and I still get dough
Pounds and dollar dollar, Oluwa keep showering me (keep showering me)
Oluwa keep showering me
For this life I live, I want to jaiye (let’s jaiye)
Make Money, Oluwa keep showering me (let’s go)

[Chorus]
G’d up, don’t have it on me (on me)
Makeup on my white tee
You won’t catch me chilling on the road with my side piece
Couldn’t get one, now I can buy three
She keeps asking how I make this P
All I do is make money money, make money money money
Trust me, I came up with the same niggas
All I do is make money money, make money money money
That’s my baby
She looking fly in a bussdown, yeah she got the front and the waist
That’s my baby (that’s my)
I can’t even post my face, she selfish
That’s my baby (that’s my)
Put my heart to the side like her braids
That’s my baby, that’s my baby