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I love my
pies to get rich
I can five into six
Cause I love my
Yea I love my
Turn ten into
Turn a dub into
She in love with
She fuck with jodies
Cause I my money
Yea I love my
ten to twenties
Turn dub to forty
Cause I my money
Yea I love my

[Verse 1: Johnson]
And I guess that's why I stay
Top notch pimp, get the most, not the
a nine on my dresser
Certified
now fucking with them pornstars
Adios to my old
strong like the mo' cars
Brick worth a lot a gold bar
Got work, now shawty blow jobs
NASCAR Jimmy, I be fuck the Go-Cart
And my shawty still whippin'
I'm just posted like the
Coast to coast the point guard
No flaws, why I go
Now my turned paper, so I gotta give 'em rubbers
Even though my bitch 'em [?]
She from the gutter
Bad bitch, she my lady lover
Now I break with her baby brother
She stretch out the butter, she cook like no
See, I always knew that I a project bitch
Cause a proj' bitch won't stick, when pies don't flip
But you my pies flip

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

[Verse 2: Don
Ain't shit the same in the six mane
Since Drizzy the whole city famous
Coach put me in the game, played six
that nigga now, feeling like I made it
I'ma around and drop 80 on the [?]
Breaking like I'm Kobe on the Lakers
For the record, I was 'bout the labels nigga
it, gonna park the Mercedes 'round that
They with the cables
Pray to god I fall out with my angels
Cause Lucifer been promising me
And I just gave the jesus a brand new facial
[?] hustle shit will motivate you

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

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

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

Meeno]
I'm whippin' it like I need me a
I'm flippin' it like my acrobatic
I'm dippin' it that brand new Tesla
I'm president, I won the
Them benjamins, I got the
I'm it, trynna fuck me a checker
I'm em, applying the pressure
I'm whippin' it, till I'm done the extras

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