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U3l - Roy Woods Lyrics



U3l - Roy Woods Lyrics




Aye Aye aye aye oh
U3 U3 Ya bitch know me
Aye aye oh

All I think about is money in love w the Benjamins
Getting high with all my homies we young and we getting it
Could never trust a bitch no, word to Alexis
Monday to Monday bout my money Roy Woods flexin
All I think about is money in love w the Benjamins
Getting high with all my homies we young and we getting it
Could never trust a bitch no, word to Alexis
Monday to Monday bout my money Roy Woods flexin

Roy Woods Flexin (Yeah)
Bad bitches texting (Yeah)
I rolled some dope up with you one time
Why you stressing me
Flex on these broke boys thats my hobbie
Who checking me
I hit ya friend up cause you fronted
Now she next to me
Yea
And now she next to me
I hit ya friend up cause you fronted
Now she sexing me
If you gone pocket watch me nigga
Watch me count fetty
Only real niggas gone respect it
F*ck them lame pussies

Shawty giving neck I gotta go
Swallowing my kids no birth control
Middle finger to them hating hoes
Girls they in a frenzy but it's old
Swear that money is my only goal
If JQ send the beat it's going gold
BMN the T they getting sold
Shawty used to front she at my shows
Remember when she fronted and she chose
Im blessed that I got drugs to heal my soul
A day one swung on me like we was foes
Beefing over bitches I suppose
I swear that girl she turned my heart so cold
I swear that girl she turned my heart so cold
I swear that girl she turned my heart so cold

All I think about is money in love w the Benjamins
Getting high with all my homies we young and we getting it
Could never trust a bitch no, word to Alexis
Monday to Monday bout my money Roy Woods flexin
All I think about is money in love w the Benjamins
Getting high with all my homies we young and we getting it
Could never trust a bitch no, word to Alexis
Monday to Monday bout my money Roy Woods flexin

Pop out in a plain white t
Acne and Ksubi jeans
She calling me Sam like she know me
Don't call me Sam Bitch I'm U3
Chosen one so they follow my lead
Staying down til we get the green
Seeing shit that we never seen
Taking trips just me and the team
F*ck the struggle bitch we tryna eat
Different fashions so they notice me
Had the vision back when they couldn't see
Now it's 20/20 clear as can be
But I'm spotting these fakes from a far
Wasn't riding don't hop in my car
Nigga do not test me like the bar
Savage niggas they ready for war

All I think about is money in love w the Benjamins
Getting high with all my homies we young and we getting it
Could never trust a bitch no, word to Alexis
Monday to Monday bout my money Roy Woods flexin
All I think about is money in love w the Benjamins
Getting high with all my homies we young and we getting it
Could never trust a bitch no, word to Alexis
Monday to Monday bout my money Roy Woods flexin
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Aye Aye aye aye oh
U3 U3 Ya bitch know me
Aye aye oh

All I think about is money in love w the Benjamins
Getting high with all my homies we young and we getting it
Could never trust a bitch no, word to Alexis
Monday to Monday bout my money Roy Woods flexin
All I think about is money in love w the Benjamins
Getting high with all my homies we young and we getting it
Could never trust a bitch no, word to Alexis
Monday to Monday bout my money Roy Woods flexin

Roy Woods Flexin (Yeah)
Bad bitches texting (Yeah)
I rolled some dope up with you one time
Why you stressing me
Flex on these broke boys thats my hobbie
Who checking me
I hit ya friend up cause you fronted
Now she next to me
Yea
And now she next to me
I hit ya friend up cause you fronted
Now she sexing me
If you gone pocket watch me nigga
Watch me count fetty
Only real niggas gone respect it
F*ck them lame pussies

Shawty giving neck I gotta go
Swallowing my kids no birth control
Middle finger to them hating hoes
Girls they in a frenzy but it's old
Swear that money is my only goal
If JQ send the beat it's going gold
BMN the T they getting sold
Shawty used to front she at my shows
Remember when she fronted and she chose
Im blessed that I got drugs to heal my soul
A day one swung on me like we was foes
Beefing over bitches I suppose
I swear that girl she turned my heart so cold
I swear that girl she turned my heart so cold
I swear that girl she turned my heart so cold

All I think about is money in love w the Benjamins
Getting high with all my homies we young and we getting it
Could never trust a bitch no, word to Alexis
Monday to Monday bout my money Roy Woods flexin
All I think about is money in love w the Benjamins
Getting high with all my homies we young and we getting it
Could never trust a bitch no, word to Alexis
Monday to Monday bout my money Roy Woods flexin

Pop out in a plain white t
Acne and Ksubi jeans
She calling me Sam like she know me
Don't call me Sam Bitch I'm U3
Chosen one so they follow my lead
Staying down til we get the green
Seeing shit that we never seen
Taking trips just me and the team
F*ck the struggle bitch we tryna eat
Different fashions so they notice me
Had the vision back when they couldn't see
Now it's 20/20 clear as can be
But I'm spotting these fakes from a far
Wasn't riding don't hop in my car
Nigga do not test me like the bar
Savage niggas they ready for war

All I think about is money in love w the Benjamins
Getting high with all my homies we young and we getting it
Could never trust a bitch no, word to Alexis
Monday to Monday bout my money Roy Woods flexin
All I think about is money in love w the Benjamins
Getting high with all my homies we young and we getting it
Could never trust a bitch no, word to Alexis
Monday to Monday bout my money Roy Woods flexin
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Writer: Samuel Harrison
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