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DomoNoGood - Money, Hoes, and Clothes Lyrics
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Skinny nigga hungry tryna eat yeah obviously
That 9-5 won't pay me what I'm worth a week and these clothes ain't cheap
I got some work to work the streets and earn some G's
Cuz you know these hoes wont go bizzurk or work they knees
Or twerk for free
Let a nigga finish
I'm obsessed with grinding got yo bitch she sexing grinding
On my dick she text you smileys
Let me hit ain't slip a molly
Money hoes and clothes
Man thats all I see thats all I know
I pray to God a nigga see 24 and I see some mo'
I know them pussy niggas hating wanna let off shots
I rep my hood and protect my block
Smoking all my weed up cant reup cuz my connect got popped
My imagination replaced with diamonds contemplating on ways of shining
Riding wilding looking for some goody goody like Frankie Lymon
But I'm still in love with the dough
Put out the stinger then roll up some moe
R.I.P to my nigga was his time to go
Tap the top of the bottle pour some on flow
Man it seem right but it seem wrong
This lean cold and this weed strong
I was born doley gone leave alone
I got a bad hoe you cant leave alone
Its for the money
Money hoe's and clothes
Money hoe's and clothes
Right yea I do it for the money
Money hoe's and clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Shit right right yea I do it for the money
Money hoe's and clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Look shit right yea I do it for the money
Money hoes and clothes
Money hoe's and clothes
Right shit right
You know these damn bills gotta get paid
And my momma need a new crib
So I make it work and I'ma make it work
Im'a hustle long as I live
Yea I do it for the money
Money hoes and clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Look shit right Yea I do it for the money
If I throw it she gon bust it open
F*cking with a brooklyn nigga look
If I hold it she gon bust it open
Girl you tryna get a nigga hooked
Wanna roll cuz what we puffing potent
You got a O you better roll it nigga what you holding
Im always walking with my head up and my eyes stay open
Don't pay attention never listen to the lies they've spoken
O.G for stressing smith and wesson thats what I stay toting
My niggas tripping off a mission just to bring that dope in
And these pussy niggas mad we got they bitches open
They could never get the pciture they ain't good with focus
Man soon as I make a million shit I probally blow it
Then I guess its back to trapping helping papi grow it
Man f*ck a grammy im just tryna feed my family
All the real niggas listen they the one's that understand me
Know it seem right but It seem wrong
This lean cold and this weed strong
I was born doley gon leave alone
Got a bad hoe I cant leave alone
It's for the money
Money hoe's and clothes
Money hoe's and clothes
Right yea I do it for the money
Money hoe's and clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Shit right right yea I do it for the money
Money hoe's and clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Look shit right yea I do it for the money
Money hoes and clothes
Money hoe's and clothes
Right shit right
You know these damn bills gotta get paid
And my momma need a new crib
So I make it work and I'ma make it work
Im'a hustle long as I live
Yea I do it for the money
Money hoes and clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Look shit right Yea I do it for the money
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Skinny nigga hungry tryna eat yeah obviously
That 9-5 won't pay me what I'm worth a week and these clothes ain't cheap
I got some work to work the streets and earn some G's
Cuz you know these hoes wont go bizzurk or work they knees
Or twerk for free
Let a nigga finish
I'm obsessed with grinding got yo bitch she sexing grinding
On my dick she text you smileys
Let me hit ain't slip a molly
Money hoes and clothes
Man thats all I see thats all I know
I pray to God a nigga see 24 and I see some mo'
I know them pussy niggas hating wanna let off shots
I rep my hood and protect my block
Smoking all my weed up cant reup cuz my connect got popped
My imagination replaced with diamonds contemplating on ways of shining
Riding wilding looking for some goody goody like Frankie Lymon
But I'm still in love with the dough
Put out the stinger then roll up some moe
R.I.P to my nigga was his time to go
Tap the top of the bottle pour some on flow
Man it seem right but it seem wrong
This lean cold and this weed strong
I was born doley gone leave alone
I got a bad hoe you cant leave alone
Its for the money
Money hoe's and clothes
Money hoe's and clothes
Right yea I do it for the money
Money hoe's and clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Shit right right yea I do it for the money
Money hoe's and clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Look shit right yea I do it for the money
Money hoes and clothes
Money hoe's and clothes
Right shit right
You know these damn bills gotta get paid
And my momma need a new crib
So I make it work and I'ma make it work
Im'a hustle long as I live
Yea I do it for the money
Money hoes and clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Look shit right Yea I do it for the money
If I throw it she gon bust it open
F*cking with a brooklyn nigga look
If I hold it she gon bust it open
Girl you tryna get a nigga hooked
Wanna roll cuz what we puffing potent
You got a O you better roll it nigga what you holding
Im always walking with my head up and my eyes stay open
Don't pay attention never listen to the lies they've spoken
O.G for stressing smith and wesson thats what I stay toting
My niggas tripping off a mission just to bring that dope in
And these pussy niggas mad we got they bitches open
They could never get the pciture they ain't good with focus
Man soon as I make a million shit I probally blow it
Then I guess its back to trapping helping papi grow it
Man f*ck a grammy im just tryna feed my family
All the real niggas listen they the one's that understand me
Know it seem right but It seem wrong
This lean cold and this weed strong
I was born doley gon leave alone
Got a bad hoe I cant leave alone
It's for the money
Money hoe's and clothes
Money hoe's and clothes
Right yea I do it for the money
Money hoe's and clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Shit right right yea I do it for the money
Money hoe's and clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Look shit right yea I do it for the money
Money hoes and clothes
Money hoe's and clothes
Right shit right
You know these damn bills gotta get paid
And my momma need a new crib
So I make it work and I'ma make it work
Im'a hustle long as I live
Yea I do it for the money
Money hoes and clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Look shit right Yea I do it for the money
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Writer: Dominique Watson
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