Moneh

(SPK) (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) (Brrr) Ay come here Baddie wanna come over our side She already know she's gonna have fun here You know that it's us, never them They make no bread, them boy there bumeh (Bums) I've attempted every hustle How can you say I ain't about the Moneh, moneh, moneh, moneh, moneh Got a bad B and she's 5'3 and she's similar to Amelia Monét Had to hold my head and my hands Cause what do you mean you ain't giving out nodeh? (What do you mean?) I'm getting it in the rain And I'm getting it in when it's suneh Two L's in a day Bro had to eat that, way too unluckeh I'm very much boring, what I do in the day is actually mad I jug and I jug and I jug and I jug and I jug again Then I go back to the gaff When she sees me, she gets gassed Budum, budum, bum, naturally fat I can't live in regret, tryna do something crazy because then that'll be daft She asked me when am I landing She don't know about mixing Fanta Fruit Twist with a phenoxymethylene tablet Back this, twenty-four sevens man grafting, madting If bro catch dem they're dashing Shout out Yang, cah he keep on yanging Only time them boy in the field and they beat something off is when they're bashing They say that I barely release I apologize for the long delay I'm busy running it up and then passing it on, you can call this a long relay C'est la vie, c'est la vie I got so much love for my killehs She said I don't speak to her much, like come on baby, don't be silleh Ay come here Baddie wanna come over our side She already know she's gonna have fun here You know that it's us, never them They make no bread, them boy there bumeh (Bums) I've attempted every hustle How can you say I ain't about the Moneh, moneh, moneh, moneh, moneh Got a bad B and she's 5'3 and she's similar to Amelia Monét Had to hold my head and my hands Cause what do you mean you ain't giving out nodeh? (What do you mean?) I'm getting it in the rain And I'm getting it in when it's suneh Two L's in a day Bro had to eat that, way too unluckeh Got a bad B from London, she's 5'3 and she all on me And of course she's got budum, budum, bum Tryna wear me out like I'm a long John She look good and her nails on fleek Tu resemble á un bonbon Bro knows how to get round there, he's not a dum-dum, no need for tom-tom I'm the talk of the town, make a man look down with a frown when I'm walking thru Make the gal make sound, better give me that crown, better know who you're talking to When we get live in the night Quick, quick Clean up, just pass me the broom My flow's too ill, sick, sick, fever, man a catch that flu At the end of the day, the game is a game (For real) Do you love me for me or do you love me for what I've became? (Which one?) Name me a guy that's more versatile than me, I'll wait That's what I thought, don't talk on my name Ay come here Baddie wanna come over our side She already know she's gonna have fun here You know that it's us, never them They make no bread, them boy there bumeh (Bums) I've attempted every hustle How can you say I ain't about the Moneh, moneh, moneh, moneh, moneh Got a bad B and she's 5'3 and she's similar to Amelia Monét Had to hold my head and my hands Cause what do you mean you ain't giving out nodeh? (What do you mean?) I'm getting it in the rain And I'm getting it in when it's suneh Two L's in a day Bro had to eat that, way too unluckeh (Brrr)