Luyện nghe bài hát Money

For the love of
Uh huh,
Dangerous, H-Class, little E
Uhh uhh

I don't know if it's the pretty or the expensive taste
That got everybody wantin' to me like Case
Feels So Good Mase, to pull over
Anywhere I want, on the Rover

The way I put it on a sober
I have 'em comin' back, on my door like Jehovah's
Ya'll already that Charli's in charge
Weekly massage, and gold cars

stashed in NY to Witchitaw
And I stay with my niggas you know how bitches are
Aggy, 'cause baby daddy wanna bag me
That's why I never leave without the 44
Ya'll can't do nothin' to me

I got this wrapped like a dubee
up in what?
Charli about, I really got
And it ain't that I'm on myself, I'm really hot

For the of money
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Really it, yeah)

Yo yo yo, gimme the
Rich bitch be in money
I need Jet Ski's in mind, can't a dime
in the mirror, feelin' pleased with the shine

Lady for the time, the class is S
the ice on the bra of my chest
When the money ain't right I go far to the
Niggas wanna play games Charli direct

Wanna Long Kiss Goodnight, don't hold ya
Bitches I'm the shit with my MAC lipstick
Crushin' the player haters a purple navigator
alligator, my bag is too
If I was broke like you, I would be mad you

But you can come for Charli, a boss with a body
Ask anybody, I could over Gotti
Poo by the poo while you just hottie
Niggas bricks that'll stay if it's notty

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Really it, yeah)

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the love of
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Really it, yeah)

Uh huh, yo when you look you see the slim waist, no trace
'Cause shit for no Charli will be in the
Yeah, Long Kiss Goodnight, get it right
For the cash, pop out the window and through the ice

Ain't no here, just the black gloves here
Check it and I don't get by with nothin' I can't in 30 seconds
But my kids, they think mommy a teacher, they know
For the of this, I make the whole world tre' dough

Bingo, get 'em ready for school like happen
a apple for the teacher, tell 'em mommy said,"Hi"
Bet he won't fail you no more, one F and he die

Even with my nails done, I can take apart, son
So when they come lookin' for this broke, Un
with birds but I had to move on
But for none of these I the little P-Pac on my arm

Ask Un how the ones be when he me dough
So I put out and tell dawg keep yours yo
For

For the of money
(Dollar y'all)
For the love of
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Really it, yeah)

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

For the of money
(Dollar y'all)
For the love of
(Really it, yeah)

For the of money
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Really it, yeah)