Money Fetish !
Lyrics
I love money I got me a fetish
I don't fuck with these niggas like lesbians
I just poured a four, lied and said it's medicine
She like damn oh my god you heaven sent
I just pulled up with a fye ya ya
Sorry ya ya
These niggas my sons, they taking my swag
I gotta call Maury ya ya
Woah I can't go a day with out my xanies
Woah sipping with my pinky out I'm fancy
Woah I keep my kids up on her face she a nanny
Back then they ain't fuck with me now I'm the man
Yea huh I already told you I'm the man
Yea eh uhh
Ima run up all the bands
Eh eh uhh
That's all in my plans
Uh yea eh uhh
Fuck that bitch over again
Uhhh
She want me to be her man
I got a money fetish
I got chicken, cheese and lettuce
Uhhh
I can make a sandwich
Ah damn, I forgot the bread
Made that shit up in my head
Yea yea Benjamin is my best friend
I'm in love with all back ends
I don't really need new friends
I got dough I'll make me a pizza
I told that bih I do not need ya
Money fetish so I might just leave ya
I love money I got me a fetish
I don't fuck with these niggas like lesbians
I just poured a four, lied and said it's medicine
She like damn oh my god you heaven sent
I just pulled up with a fye ya ya
Sorry ya ya
These niggas my sons, they taking my swag
I gotta call Maury ya ya
Woah I can't go a day with out my xanies
Woah sipping with my pinky out I'm fancy
Woah I keep my kids up on her face she a nanny
Back then they ain't fuck with me now I'm the man
I love money I got me a fetish
I don't fuck with these niggas like lesbians
I just poured a four, lied and said it's medicine
She like damn oh my god you heaven sent
I just pulled up with a fye ya ya
Sorry ya ya
These niggas my sons, they taking my swag
I gotta call Maury ya ya
Woah I can't go a day with out my xanies
Woah sipping with my pinky out I'm fancy
Woah I keep my kids up on her face she a nanny
Back then they ain't fuck with me now I'm the man
Yea huh I already told you I'm the man
Yea eh uhh
Ima run up all the bands
Eh eh uhh
That's all in my plans
Uh yea eh uhh
Fuck that bitch over again
Uhhh
She want me to be her man
I got a money fetish
I got chicken, cheese and lettuce
Uhhh
I can make a sandwich
Ah damn, I forgot the bread
Made that shit up in my head
Yea yea Benjamin is my best friend
I'm in love with all back ends
I don't really need new friends
I got dough I'll make me a pizza
I told that bih I do not need ya
Money fetish so I might just leave ya
I love money I got me a fetish
I don't fuck with these niggas like lesbians
I just poured a four, lied and said it's medicine
She like damn oh my god you heaven sent
I just pulled up with a fye ya ya
Sorry ya ya
These niggas my sons, they taking my swag
I gotta call Maury ya ya
Woah I can't go a day with out my xanies
Woah sipping with my pinky out I'm fancy
Woah I keep my kids up on her face she a nanny
Back then they ain't fuck with me now I'm the man
Writer(s): Jock Davis, John Sesay Jr
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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