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Big Spooner
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So much money (So much)
You would think I robbed it all
Stacking it up yeah, you know it's standing tall
Girls calling up my phone like my name Saul
This for all the haters who be praying on my downfall
Yeah, my money up
Yeah, you know my money up
Pour some drink in my cup
Yeah, you know my money up
As far as money goes yeah, there ain't no shortage
Too much for my bank had to update the storage
I be getting paid like a mortgage
Eating all you rappers up like a bowl of porridge (Yum)
Earning that cash
Making that bank
King of the Hill yeah, you can call me Hank (Bwah)
Gas in the tank (Propane)
Climbing the ranks
Looked at your bank account and it was blank (Empty)
Broke like the ice cream machines at McDonald's
Too much makeup on like a clown call her Ronald (Bada buh ba baaaa)
I'm a money maker making bread like a baker
Jealous of me?
Pull out the saltshaker (You salty)
Yeah, my money up
Yeah, you know my money up
Pour some drink in my cup
Yeah, you know my money up
Making money moves, so much income incoming
Just bought a new whip and you know I keep it running
You might need to do some plumbing
Cuz I'm flowing like a stream, and I might just cause a flooding
So filthy rich, I need to take a shower
So much dough, I ain't talking sour
I ain't paid by the hour, man I'm paid by the second
I am number one
You are just second
Your raps are poo so that makes you number two
I'm so ill with the skill you would swear I have the flu
Poor some drink in my cup yeah pop that champagne
You can call me mother nature cuz Imma make it rain (Yeah)
Yeah, my money up
Yeah, you know my money up
Pour some drink in my cup
Yeah, you know my money up
Writer(s): Big Spooner
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