Luyện nghe bài hát Money

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

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

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

Money stashed in NY to
And I stay my niggas 'cause you know how bitches are
Aggy, 'cause they baby daddy bag me
why I never leave home without the 44
Ya'll hoes can't do to me

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

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)

Yo yo yo, the money
bitch be swimmin' in money
I Jet Ski's in mind, can't tease a dime
Lookin' in the mirror, feelin' with the shine

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

Wanna Long Kiss Goodnight, hold ya breath
Bitches know I'm the shit my MAC lipstick
Crushin' the player with a purple navigator
alligator, my bag is too
If I was broke you, I would be mad like you

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

For the of money
(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 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)

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

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

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

Even my nails done, I can take guns apart, son
So when they come lookin' for this broke, Un
Dealt 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 advance me
So I put out mines and tell dawg 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 of money
(Dollar y'all)
For the love of
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

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