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M.O.N.E.Y. Lyrics

What? What?
Money stretch
Lil' Zane, what'cha saying?
ATL's finest, what? What?
Man you can check my lifestyle
And see that I'm quite wild
Seven twenty-eight night child
Universal and versatile
You study my style
Trying to live spiritual
And y'all looking now
I can see right now
Y'all will never understand me
I call my best friend my family until they cross me
Alcohol and weed cost me
So I limit it
Running n***** over like Emmitt did without a squad
Drag you about a hundred yards
Many b**ps and scars
Pull out in the hottest cars with my entourage
Smoke more L's than Debarge
With connects worldwide like Macintosh
I practice living large
n***** out of town don't understand these kids (say what?)
n***** comin' to get me can't find where I live
I got two or three cribs stack the mill in the mill
Y'all get none of this dough s*** y'all fiends stay ill

Money stretch like a rubber band
So wrap the grands up
Catz got beef with me
Go call your menz up
Coming up unexpected
f****** your plans up
Bustin' rounds lay it down
It's not a game
Money stretch like a rubber band
So wrap the grands up
Catz got beef with me
Go call your menz up
Coming up unexpected
f****** your plans up
Bustin' rounds lay it down
Now throw your hands up

Name rings up in Hollywood
But I'mma true n****, I'mma stay Hollyhood
I never change, might be a little busy though
A little n**** from a big a** city yo
I love the dough
Give me hits, give me more chips
I stay legit so the feds can't tell me s***
I came in with nothing to lose
Now I put my heart into making you move
I'm far flung
And the charts say I'm number one
You number two n****
Check on the Billboard
Who under who n****?
Far from an amateur, a money maker
Leave your chick alone with me
I bet I'll take her
The game's taught me one thing
Don't let her break you
Money make the world go 'round
And the girls go down
And even paralyzed n***** gonna feel me now
For you nerds that study my words, ya heard
Money stretch like a rubber band
So wrap the grands up
Catz got beef with me
Go call your menz up
Coming up unexpected
f****** your plans up
Bustin' rounds lay it down
(None of us f*** around)
Money stretch like a rubber band
So wrap the grands up
Catz got beef with me
Go call your menz up
Coming up unexpected
f****** your plans up
Bustin' rounds lay it down
Now throw your hands up

You steady being on the corner right
n***** ain't seen me in a while
You probably thought I died
You devils love to see a n**** down and teary eyed
I call you idiot cause you don't know me really yet
I'm from the ghetto and getting dough is all I know
I'm on the low
I'm a mystery to 5-0
Cause they don't know
d*** my check is caught in studio
Business is lovely, see me in the videos
b****** wanna f*** me
Worldwide n**** ride
I'mma about to go to where some people call the other side
And live my life in paradise, keep my family tight
But I can't keep the way I'm going
If the dough ain't right
My last days I can't live my life inside a cage
I'm getting money and you hataz don't do nothing for me
Either you with me or against me
n**** let it show
I get the dough non-stop when the track's hot
And you know
What? Now what?
I ain't even gonna rhyme no more
Y'all get the picture
Money stretch like a rubber band
So wrap the grands up
Catz got beef with me
Go call your menz up
Coming up unexpected
f****** your plans up
Bustin' rounds lay it down
Money stretch like a rubber band
So wrap the grands up
Catz got beef with me
Go call your menz up
Coming up unexpected
f****** your plans up
Bustin' rounds lay it down
Money stretch like a rubber band
So wrap the grands up
Catz got beef with me
Go call your menz up
Coming up unexpected
f****** your plans up
Bustin' rounds lay it down
Money stretch like a rubber band
So wrap the grands up
Catz got beef with me
Go call your menz up
Coming up unexpected
f****** your plans up
Bustin' rounds lay it down
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