(Chorus)X2 Girl u makin all that money dont let nobody treat u treat u. You makin all that money dont let nobody treat u treat u. (Verse 1) Booty club
up, get up, get dough Roll up, light up, and smoke that 'dro Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce real slow Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with that All my niggaz
the huddle or you out the huddle Either you ridin' or we pass you, flyin' by sayin' fuck you It's Young Money, Cash Money, playboy That's about the
Some say that I'm they favorite But I ain't hearing none of that I'm about my team hoe, Young Money running back Cash Money superstar, where the fuck'
up to the flo', yeah mothafucka ain't I? All black coupe, I can buy a Benz, can't I? Remix Yung L.A. and T.I., this a banger Dro, you on that thang?
focused [T.I.] (ey,ey,ey,ey!)I ain't gon' lie I'm fucked up ,if we all die then we all sell, The only one thang gonna get us by and thats the ball game
Lil' Mark said D4L put it down, radio gotta play it Still on that front street Fuckin? with them young G's Cicero, Martin Luther King Bankhead boys all
2: Prodigy] Aiyyo, that's my word on the stack of bibles I don't know who did it I don't know who responsible All I know who spittin all I know who givin Me all
Prodigy] Aiyyo, that's my word on the stack of bibles I don't know who did it I don't know who responsible All I know who spittin' all I know who givin' Me all
how my squad do Aiyyo, that's my word on the stack of Bibles I don't know who did it I don't know who responsible All I know who spittin' all I know who givin' Me all
eyes Then somethin' with out warnin'? Love Bears heavy on my mind} Let's get them dollars, let's get this money I keep my mind on my money, money on
money super doubled my shoes walkin in the rap game troubled six so crocked So the juice bumpin Young Juiceman Smokin Pounds of that Funky I'm livin
vacations alias Shawn stacks miss shows, never call back blowin? Dro sippin tall cats on the low had to crawl back n-ggas wonder if it?s all raps or it?s all
All money ain't good and all money ain't fine Some money come with blood and some money come with time Some money can't spend and some money ain't safe
(Young Cash - Intro) Young Cash Brick Squad! We started this brick shit nigga! (Chorus) All I do is win, win, win, no matter what Young niggas from the
name in that bitch, so get that understood I'm an outer space star, bitch I'm up in Mars And if you want to talk money, I got all type of cars Just
my young niggas got him Yo Gotti fuck nigga, you think you go harder? Just rein script off Galveston, we loco with them choppers [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Young Dro
bros That simple mathematics, that equal more hoes I smoke a lot of dro, I got a lot of flows Shit I didn't have to say that, y'all already know [
