Luyện nghe bài hát Money To Blow

Richer the richest
money, bitches
Yeah, to you live from the city of Houst-Atlanta-Vegas
So what do you do, lady? One hundred

I am on a champagne diet
while I'm sippin', I encourage you to try it
I'm just saying that 'cause I don't have to buy it
The club owner supply it, boy I'm on that fly

I am what everybody in my past want me to be
Guess what? I it, I'm the mutha fuckin' man, I just want you to see
Come a look, get a load of this, nigga, quit frontin' on me
Don't around and try and gas me up, I like runnin' on E

I, I, I, I'm on my Disney shit, Goofy
On records, I'm Hook, and my new car is Roofio
Damn, where my roof just go, I'm that you should know
Get to shakin' somethin' 'cause that's Drumma produced it for

Yes I make mistakes that I don't make excuses for
Like leavin' girls that love me and constantly hoes
I'm my thoughts, I say damn where my roof just go?
Top slipped off like Janet at the Bowl
I got em

They help it, and I can't blame 'em
Since I got famous, but bitch, I got money to
I'm gettin' it in, letting these bills
All over your

I got money to oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh, oh I got, uh uh, I got to blow oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh
(Cash millionaire, yo, yo)
Got to blow

than the richest
We certified gettin' it CM, YM, Cash business
Higher than the ceiling, fly like a
Hit the store and later get served

We smoked out with no on it
Them passin', so we smash 'em
Ballin' out, we keep the on deck
and the Bentleys on the V Set

Louie lens iced up with the black
Car of the year, Ferrari, the new
No lie, I'm higher I ever been
Born rich, born uptown, to win

Fully loaded, 6 Benz
paint, foreign lights with my bitch in
Born hustlin', too big, nigga, to me up
stop me, more money, burn 'em up

They help it, and I can't blame 'em
I got famous, but bitch, I got money to blow
I'm it in
Letting these bills fall all over skin

I got to blow oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh, oh I got, uh uh, I got money to oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh

When I get every 24 hours, money and the power
Come to VIP and get a shower
I don't have to worry because ours
And I got a big bouquet of Mary Jane's

That kush, I promise that's my
We don't smoke that Reggie
And I'm with two women, make you take a look
We poppin' like champagne bottles, but we shook
And we goin' be alright if we put Drake on hook

They can't help it, and I blame 'em
Since I got famous, but bitch, I got to blow
I'm it in
Letting these fall all over your skin

I got to blow oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh, oh I got, uh uh, I got to blow oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh
Got to blow