Luyện nghe bài hát In Love Wit' My Money

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Big and Vouges
Them 20 sittin low
We Ball 24/7 all we know
Screens and lights gon show
When my trunk unlock pop and
Ya already
drippin off the door
Not with no lady, fall in love with em no
You may think I'm crazy never knew this type of love
I'm love with my foreign, yes I'm married to my
I'm in love my money...

You can me squeezing grain
Sittin crooked on D's and
Color changin lizard insane
Ya womans missing then to blame
it to the game keep the change
Most blossom and die
When its I'm tellin her bye
But she acts I'm tellin a lie
While you fallin in with a she
I rather be a G
Could you see me in a car that rhymes with rent me and with a B
you see a Bentley
Parked in the spot in ya hood
Candy coat on top of the
And my fist on top of the
good
say you ain't after my change I believe ya
If a skeezer ask me to her
With my visa then leave her
Koopa don't want ya koopa don't ya
(But I Love You) Thats
I rather be slidin' on glass
With leather up under my ass
Its not like I over night
Been actin like since last week
Better Ask P; my money stretched like an at a track meet
Seen him week in a Jag Jeep
(But they don't even them yet 'causezin)
Ok I'm lyin I don't what it was
but I that boy was sittin on buttons
I know you want a with a baller but no thanks, Look
I'd rather be my twanks
You must think this is a but it ain't
money increase and never would
hoes that be dikin even be
I pull up on 20 inch titans
'cause I got what girls be likin
uhh...

[Paul
Hold on up a second mayne
I never mack to a metro
You better respect the
See my gecko and correct ya brain
I love my car like it was my girlfriend - I to carress the grain
Followed the wheel and I got
I swung in the ditch and I wrecked the
Broke up with my foreign car and fell in love a cadillac
The Brothers enquired to how my trunk turns flips like an acrobat
I act a rat, 'cause I'm the gutter
ya girl when I pull up next to ya
You with the girl 6 months Paul Wall
is the she won't give sex to ya
Why all plex in ya
'cause a company made my rims
My big body's pregant with I'm bout to induce a baby benz
Ya car was fly in the hood but my candy paint just wet ya
I'm sittin on 22 baby sitters babelous threatin ya name
Forgot to the diaper so when I crept in the lane I left a stain
Everytime it rains, paint drips It makes a and I get the blame
My TV's are the pet I train I can make em roll over and dead
My car was on the freeway
but I stopped at the light it changed to red
You betta re arrange ya head thinkin I trick my cash to a
Go ahead and ask ya broad I got more green the grass in a yard
And so raw It ain't hard for me to get the class to applaud
I shine like a blasting star, glass on a car more blacker tar