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I my money
pies to get rich
I can five into six
Cause I love my
Yea I love my
Turn ten into
Turn a dub fourty
She in love rowdy
She don't fuck with
Cause I my money
Yea I love my
ten to twenties
Turn dub to forty
Cause I love my
Yea I love my

[Verse 1: Johnson]
And I guess why I stay fresher
Top pimp, get the most, not the lesser
a nine on my dresser
Certified
She's now fucking with pornstars
to my old broads
Michelin strong the mo' cars
Brick a lot like a gold bar
Got work, now shawty trynna jobs
NASCAR Jimmy, I be flexing fuck the
And my still water whippin'
I'm just like the coastguard
Coast to coast like the guard
No flaws, why I go
Now my bands turned paper, so I give 'em rubbers
Even though my push 'em [?]
She still the gutter
Bad bitch, she my lil' lover
Now I bread with her baby brother
She stretch out the butter, she like no other
See, I always knew that I a project bitch
Cause a bitch won't stick, when your pies don't flip
But you know my pies

Jimmy Johnson]
Cause I my money
Yea I my money
ten to twenties
Turn ten to
Cause I love my
I it, I love, I love it
pies to get rich
I can five into six
I it, I love, I love it (x3)

2: Don Meeno]
Ain't been the same in the six mane
Since Drizzy made the whole city
Coach put me in the game, six mane
What's nigga now, feeling like I made it
fuck around and drop 80 on the [?]
Breaking records like I'm Kobe on the
For the record, I was talking 'bout the nigga
Fuck it, gonna park the Mercedes that
They fucking with the
Pray to god I don't fall out with my
Cause Lucifer promising me favors
And I gave the jesus piece a brand new facial
[?] hustle that shit will you

[Jimmy
Cause I love my
Yea I my money
And I my money
Yea I love my

[Verse 3: Don
Broke nigga wanna know what my is
Tell him, check his iPod playlist
A lot of haters, a lot of
[?] to my
I got a bitch who only Balenciagas and Margielas
These niggas talking more, they you work at car sellers
Black panamera got me the [?]... I'm gone

Johnson]
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone (so gone)
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm (I'm gone)
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone (I'm so gone)
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm (Swear to god that I'm god)

[Don
I'm whippin' it I need me a stretcher
I'm flippin' it my bitch acrobatic
I'm it that brand new fresh Tesla
I'm president, I won the
Them benjamins, I got the
I'm rippin' it, trynna me a checker
I'm hittin' em, applying the
I'm it, till I'm done with the extras

[Hook/Outro: Johnson + Don Meeno]
Cause I love my money, I love my
I love my money, yea I love my
I it, I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it
Yea I love my money, you know I love my
Uhh I this pay, uhh I love this money
Damn I the [?], chill I love this benz
Yea I it, I love, I love it
Damn I this pay, fuck I love the [?]
I love it, I love it, I it....