Sylvy - Moneyyy (feat. HoodFamous Tae) [Special Version] Lyrics

Yeah
Wh wh wh wha?
Yeah nigga
Me and Sylvy in this bitch you know what saying
We bout' to turn shit up right now
Bruh you might as well turn the f*cking speakers up nigga
You might as well turn them bitches up nigga
Cause we bout' to go dummy
We bout' to go stupid nigga
We bout' to go dumb right Sylvy?
Ain't we finna go dumb? Yeahyuh
Yeah nigga we finna go dumb
Gang shit no lame shit bitch
I'm rapping and trapping I'm capping
I'm shipping I'm packin'
I catch a nigga where he lacking
All of my niggas be bracking
And I know a couple crips and them niggas be cracking
She got a fat ass I'ma smack it
And I got the choppa bitch I'm pistol packin'
Huhhhhhh?
I run up that work and I get it
I run up that work and I flip it
I'm f*cking on all of these bitches
Ha, no cap
I got that money I'm keeping a strap
Pull up on me get the bags, the cash
She wanna f*ck she throwing the ass
Young Tae beat the ass like some glass
Oh shit nigga I'ma spazz
Just like some water I get on yo ass
Just like a choppa I'm finna go blast
One two tip toe up in that pussy
Wet wet drip drip and that shit gushy
I'm on a roll, just like a Tootsie
Niggas gon' fold just like a Onesie
Bitch I'ma shoot, nigga you donezy
Niggas gon fold, just like a chair
She gon have to ride on me like Ferris Wheel
I'ma go get a Patek, wrist chill
Run up in the scene, I'm the show, Dr. Phil
Running to the money like I'm running up the hill
End of discussion I'm bout' to go and make a mill
Yes I got fans, windmill
If she don't eat, I'm the meal
I'm a batter like I'm on the field
Shawty wanna tell me how she feel
I'ma get the checks blue hundred, Navy Seal
Why is you talking you shopping at Sears
I am a emperor bitch overseer
When she give me neck, I over see her
These niggas be running away like a deer
Damn that ass was fat like oh dear
Phsswhoo