Luyện nghe bài hát Money

For the of what
Uh huh,
Charli Dangerous, H-Class, E
Uhh uhh

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

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

Money stashed in NY to
And I stay with my niggas 'cause you how bitches are
Aggy, they baby daddy wanna bag me
That's why I leave home without the 44
Ya'll hoes do nothin' to me

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

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 love of
(Really it, yeah)

Yo yo yo, the money
Rich be swimmin' in money
I need Jet Ski's in mind, can't tease a
Lookin' in the mirror, pleased with the shine

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

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

But you can come work for Charli, a with a body
Ask anybody, I take over Gotti
Poo by the poo while you another hottie
Niggas roll that'll stay if it's notty

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)

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)

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

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

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

Even with my nails done, I can guns apart, son
So when they come lookin' for reporter broke, Un
Dealt with birds but I had to 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 mines and dawg keep yours yo
For

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 of money
(Really it, yeah)

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

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