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

[Verse 1: Johnson]
And I guess that's why I fresher
Top notch pimp, get the most, not the
Keep a on my dresser
Certified
She's now fucking them pornstars
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 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 gotta give 'em
Even though my push 'em [?]
She still from the
Bad bitch, she my lil' lady
Now I break bread with her 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 know my flip

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

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

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

3: Don Meeno]
Broke nigga know what my name is
Tell him, check his girlfriends iPod
A lot of haters, a lot of
[?] to my
I got a who only talking Balenciagas and Margielas
These niggas talking more, they catch you at car sellers
Black 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 it like I need me a stretcher
I'm flippin' it like my acrobatic
I'm dippin' it brand new fresh Tesla
I'm president, I won the
benjamins, I got the connection
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 my money, I love my money
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 love this
Damn I love the [?], chill I this benz
Yea I it, I love, I love it
Damn I this pay, fuck I love the [?]
I love it, I it, I love it....