Young Scooter ft. Wiz Khalifa - Money Lyrics

Money, money, money, money
20’s, 50’s, hundreds
Money, money, money, money
We working them trenches in my neighborhood
Everything all good everybody get in to it
Money, money, money, money
20’s, 50’s, hundreds
Money, money, money, money

A thousand, bricks hector, he keep it coming
Every day I cap a hundred thousand, nigga
I’m getting money
So it’s no more serving junkies
Thinking bout that half a mill
I drew it out the carcass real shit, no lie
Just me and a couple junkies
That 4-4 shit have a nigga money hungry
Keep 100 thousand on me
To blow it with my homie

Money, money, money, money
20’s, 50’s, hundreds
Money, money, money, money
We working them trenches in my neighborhood
Everything all good everybody get in to it
Money, money, money, money
20’s, 50’s, hundreds
Money, money, money, money

Taylor, Gang
Nigga I rep that over everything
See me I live life in the fast lane
Nigga I’m taking shots, smoking Mary Jane
Don’t need security, I got my own goons
Keep Forgiato rims on all my old schools
Ain’t talking shit, boy i’m talking money
Khalifa, throwing hundreds
Fuck thirsty, them bitches hungry for this

Money, money, money, money
20’s, 50’s, hundreds
Money, money, money, money
We working them trenches in my neighborhood
Everything all good everybody get in to it
Money, money, money, money
20’s, 50’s, hundreds
Money, money, money, money

Money, I wanna marry you
You know I really need you
Remember that day you left me
I couldn’t believe it
Couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn’t think
I couldn’t do shit without you
But them birds up under that sink
Stretch 'em out, that’s what Young Scooter do
Every hundred pack I get I bury
Bout a brick or two that’s just for the drop
Whatever I get, that shit get ran through
Drugs in the south, I made drugs out west too
Take a chance for that paper
That’s what money do

Money, money, money, money
20’s, 50’s, hundreds
Money, money, money, money