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

[Verse 1: Jimmy
And I that's why I stay fresher
Top pimp, get the most, not the lesser
Keep a nine on my
finesser
She's now fucking with them
to my old broads
Michelin strong like the mo'
Brick worth a lot like a bar
Got work, now shawty blow jobs
NASCAR Jimmy, I be flexing the Go-Cart
And my shawty still water
I'm just posted like the
Coast to like the point guard
No flaws, why I go
Now my bands paper, so I gotta give 'em rubbers
though my bitch push 'em [?]
She from the gutter
Bad bitch, she my lil' lady
Now I bread with her baby brother
She out the butter, she cook like no other
See, I always knew that I needed a bitch
a proj' bitch won't stick, when your pies don't flip
But you my pies flip

[Hook: Jimmy
Cause I love my
Yea I my money
Turn ten to
Turn ten to
Cause I love my
I love it, I love, I it
Selling to get rich
I can five into six
I it, I love, I love it (x3)

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

Johnson]
Cause I my money
Yea I my money
And I love my
Yea I love my

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

[Jimmy
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 dippin' it that brand new fresh
I'm president, I won the
Them benjamins, I got the
I'm rippin' it, trynna fuck me a
I'm em, applying the pressure
I'm it, till I'm done with the extras

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