Luyện nghe bài hát Wheres Your Money

Yo, all my bitches that make
Throw ya hands in the air
'Cuz it's all about the
Money the world
I over all pussy with money

All cars get tooken 'cuz of money, baby
All businesses, baby, it's all the money
To all my niggaz that shots for money, right now
Bust shots, shots for the money, now

Where's your
Where's money?
Where's money?
Throw ya motherfuckin' in the air
your money?

The Brooklyn borough king, your bitch to me is
me to Jersey, trapped off the parascene
Or Pitstop
You can't the picture or record this hip hop

My owl's are tryna up the ziplock
Dime pieces in heels and flip flops
Real playas with the Zenty's
Outside of is backed up in gridlock

Three bouncers the of sasquatch
Plus whips that make your eyes pop
Hot burns that burn faster matches
Dirt is only out to catch

on the back on some rap shit
Fake industry heads sweatin' in the guest
I'm on the spot with a bottle of Cris
Lay up on the table, arm around the chick
It's all the money

Hey, I'm O.D.B., let me know where's your
Next time you see me, let me know where's your
Baby, I just got home, let me know your money
We got to feed these kids, baby, let me where's your money

In a fly tailor shit, cookin' a blunt
Got the Phantom crooked out in the front
Rowin', gun totin', Sonny niggaz we large
Caymen Island style, on Cohiba cigars

The way we stack cake, you know I know it's makin' you
dough with diplomats from other countries and shit
Now let me show you why we with a swagger
Money flowin', spendin' like it don't even matter

Money do a shit, money make me more bread
But money a nigga life, put a price on they head
Think you nicer the dreads, snitches fight with the Feds
Keep it cool, I put all of the hype on the bed

Bitch, ever since my got a little bigger
Fuck with JP Morgan, Merryl Lynch and them
Fuck it, call it what you wanna call it, nigga, we
Throw my at ten thousand dollar tables for dinners

Now it's a Bus, now, nigga, let me know where's your money
time you see me, let me know where's your money
You can give me all your money, let me where's your money
When it's the of the month, nigga
Let me where's your money

For the carat D class to my middle finger
When I see my own reflection, diamond the mirror
Diamonds as as ice, frost bite like winter
Floss fitters, three quarter four length

You wish you the way, the kid'll quiet dough is a mystery
Niggaz bread stack longer than History
Now peep the way we runnin' through y'all, funny
Fuck around get you murked with my money

Lay you in the dirt, let me school y'all dummies
Hit the town with the work like heads, they love me
Shit to call my disrespectful, bitch, holla
A lot of acres with a pet alligator Dollar

Bust it, y'all know that I'm the most, so just stop it
I cop and stash cake and keepin' money in wallets
Niggaz money smaller than a bar of
Money hungry like Sudan, when my paper brolic, listen

Hey, I'm O.D.B., let me know where's your
a Busta Bust now, nigga, let me know where's your money
Next you see me, let me know where's your money
I stick ya ass up, nigga, let me know where's your money