Login  | Register
Lyric Posting Community「PetitLyrics」

TOP > Lyrics > Money Trees
Money Trees
  • Bookmark this page




Me and my niggas tryna git it, ya bish Hit the house lick, tell me is you with it, ya bish Home invasion was persuasive From nine to five I know it's vacant, ya bish Dreams of living life like rappers do Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool I fucked Sherane and went to tell my bros Then Usher Raymond "Let It Burn" came on Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish Park the car then we start rhyming, ya bish The only thing we had to free our mind Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs You looking like an easy come up, ya bish A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish And that's a lifestyle that we never knew Go at a reverend for the revenue It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison, tell me what you doing Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun, forever) And I been hustling all day, this-a-way, that-a-way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel Nah, nah, a dollar might just fuck your main bitch, that's just how I feel Nah, a dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with, that's just how I feel Nah, nah, a dollar might just make that lane switch, that's just how I feel Nah, a dollar might turn to a million and we all rich, that's just how I feel Dreams of living life like rappers do Bump that new E-40 after school You know big balling with my homies Earl Stevens had us thinking rational Back to reality, we poor, ya bish Another casualty of war, ya bish Two bullets in my Uncle Tony head He said one day I'll be on tour, ya bish That Louis Burger never be the same A Louis belt will never ease that pain But I'mma purchase when that day is jerking Pull off at Church's with Pirellis skirting Gang signs out the window, ya bish Hoping all of them offend you, ya bish They say your hood is a pot of gold And we gon' crash it when nobody's home It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison, tell me what you doing Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun, forever) And I been hustling all day, this-a-way, that-a-way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel Nah, nah, a dollar might just fuck your main bitch, that's just how I feel Nah, a dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with, that's just how I feel Nah, nah, a dollar might just make that lane switch, that's


Posted By: PetitLyrics
Number of PetitLyrics Plays:41





日本語English

Terms of UsePrivacy PolicyLicensing InformationOperating CompanyContact UsHelp
© 2024 SyncPower Corporation


Page
Top