Lyrics My Money Dont Jiggle Jiggle - Dopeboyghost

My money don't jiggle jiggle it folds
Haters really bitter bitter Im cold
U know Im hitta hitta fasho
Girl hit a spiff of this DRO
My money don't jiggle jiggle it folds
Haters really bitter bitter Im cold
U know Im hitta hitta fasho
Girl hit a spiff of this DRO

555(FIVE) ft 10 in a suv
Kill the rap game ain't no casualties
Got a bad thang, she a ratchet piece
But only in the sheets in the streets she a goddess
Murder on the beats only beats i promise
Swerving thru the beach let the breeze just calm me
Go to hard on all the tracks hes just horny
Roll one now and one for the morning
When i see the money Im Like white people
Holy moly Golly gee i wish u would call first?
I know you a ego trip i would have took the fall first
I know you wanna be a bitch and hope that it all works
But u gotta be the man do the damn work
Sometimes Im bout the beef like a Hamberg
They didn't make to the ER
So i ain't even spell. Out the damn word
Holding up the world to high guess my hands hurt
Fuck the banter
Like my dick is in your conversation
Did i give a shit about ur nominations
Nah no problem wait wait

My money don't jiggle jiggle it folds
Haters really bitter bitter Im cold
U know Im hitta hitta fasho
Girl hit a spiff of this DRO
My money don't jiggle jiggle it folds
Haters really bitter bitter Im cold
U know Im hitta hitta fasho
Girl hit a spiff of this DRO