Luyện nghe bài hát Money In My Pocket Remix

[Short - Hook]

See, see I'm out froze
Louie on my
All money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the
Money in my got them hoes on the pole
Now my stacks don't
I got too to hold
All money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the

Now holla for a dollar, act strange for the
Thats my n-gga Gudda Gudda, he came in the Range
My homie, Mack Maine with the and the chains

And me I'm so fly, I swear I in a plane, landed in a lot
Smooth grease, laughing at the pop, you should chews like teeth?
Fresh outfit boy, came to shut it
And it's only gon be worn once, a wedding gown
Somebody the town Short Dawgs in the annex
on my hip and I pop it like Xanex
Got them niggas trippin we got the hoes drippin'

You see I'm ballin' like Jordan you just a Pippen
Catch you slipping, then you go and get ya boys
I get em work, my money than extension cords
Tell them runts I got game I can sell 'em
I up on her, while she with them lames and I tell her

See, see I'm out froze
Louie on my
All this money in my pocket got hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the
Now my stacks fold
I got too much to
All this money in my pocket got them on the pole
in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the

Tunechi in bitch, fresh watch me do it
Bitches I ball, I go HAM, Cam Newton
on the pill, get this hoe some fluids
And if that bad, I put her on my todo list
See I step up in this bitch a gamma, get ya camera's
Money on the table bitch, respect my table
Young Money the shit, did you get the
And these other n-ggas think they fly im fina land

Haa, you doing?
I'm throwing money, take too long with the ones
It, I'll start throwing hundreds
Gollum n-ggas spending shit, they tippin' on a budget
Man, pockets getting skinny, what that is Jennifer Hudson
Order a bottle and I it til its hollow
And my coupe is a 2 seater so you bitches follow
Now buss it backwards like the doors on a Rolls
I got money in my pocket, I got on the pole

See, see I'm out froze
on my toes
All this money in my pocket got them on the pole
Money in my got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the
Now my stacks don't
I got too much to
All this money in my got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them on the pole
Money in my pocket got them on the pole

[Short - Verse 2]
It's young Elvis Freshly in the four European
And the tint as coffee, a n-gga feeling bossy
Pulling hoes a tooth and it's hard to get em off me
I'm a like the CEO of Cash Money records
The Louie V rag got me chequered the matching kicks
Grinnin' at your chick, the got me leaning like 10 after 6
I tell her, go on buss it open
Goin buss it open, they call me short but no I aint from Oakland
My money so that you gon have to climb it
If she know how to rewind it, trust me I'm gon the climate
And then I get behind it I'm tryna do the heimlich
She heard that I be rhyming and I'm balling like Kurt
She's looking for love, but over here she will not find it
So get down on knees, you're in the presence of Your Highness