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

[Verse 1: Johnson]
And I that's why I stay fresher
Top notch pimp, get the most, not the
Keep a on my dresser
Certified
She's now with them pornstars
to my old broads
Michelin strong the mo' cars
worth a lot like a gold bar
Got work, now shawty trynna blow
NASCAR Jimmy, I be flexing fuck the
And my shawty water whippin'
I'm just posted like the
Coast to coast like the point
No flaws, why I go
Now my bands turned paper, so I gotta give 'em
Even though my push 'em [?]
She still the gutter
Bad bitch, she my lil' lady
Now I break bread with her brother
She stretch out the butter, she cook no other
See, I always knew I needed a project bitch
Cause a proj' bitch won't stick, when pies don't flip
But you know my pies

[Hook: Johnson]
I love my money
Yea I my money
Turn ten to
ten to twenties
Cause I my money
I love it, I love, I it
Selling pies to get
I can five into six
I it, I love, I love it (x3)

2: Don Meeno]
Ain't shit been the same in the six
Since made the whole city famous
Coach put me in the game, six mane
What's that nigga now, feeling like I 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 'round
They fucking the cables
Pray to god I don't out with my angels
Lucifer been promising me favors
And I just gave the jesus a brand new facial
[?] hustle that will motivate you

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

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

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 gone (I'm so gone)
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone (Swear to god I'm god)

Meeno]
I'm whippin' it I need me a stretcher
I'm flippin' it like my bitch
I'm it that brand new fresh Tesla
I'm president, I won the
Them benjamins, I got the
I'm rippin' it, fuck me a checker
I'm hittin' em, applying the
I'm whippin' it, till I'm with the extras

[Hook/Outro: Jimmy + 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 it, I love 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 money
I love the [?], chill I love this benz
Yea I it, I love, I love it
Damn I love this pay, fuck I the [?]
I love it, I love it, I it....