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Married To The Money Lyrics - Artist : Trey Songz
[Pre-Hook:]
RIP to the Speaker Knockers All they wanna do is count commas You know that I'm married to the guapa You couldn't see the money with binoculars [Hook:] It feels like my lady is the money I wish I could have a baby with the money I can't leave the house without her on me You know that I'm married to the money [x5] I had a fake chain, I was 16 I gave they ass some Timbs, but them shits clean I remember stealing candy from Andrew's Getting whip-its from my aunty's, some damn food I'm the [?] and my homies skipped school Even in her hooptie, I'm still cool I'm from the 3rd man the crip called comma Ain't seen my other crib and everyone in 4 months I spend this money rappin' that boy like so what? Cash shoes with the cash dudes, go nuts Ain't nothin' gonna come between you and I You the only one I need in my life [Hook:] It feels like my lady is the money I wish I could have a baby with the money I can't leave the house without her on me You know that I'm married to the money, the money [Chisanity:] I don't know what these niggas talkin' 'bout These niggas must be tired, they run their mouth I got some hitters by the phone Just in case we don't get along And all I rock is designer Bet your bitch that I'mma ride her Girl that handsome boy Play that pussy, girl play it for a [?] They ain't want me when I had a Monte Carlo Now they on my page askin' me to follow I'm a nigga trigga' all up in Chicago We gon' get to the money that's the motto [Hook] [Pre-Hook] [Hook] |
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