Lyrics Fast Money Fast Cars (Feat. Wizkid) - M.I , Wizkid

M.I
"Fast Money Fast Cars"
Fast one, fast car Fast one It's your boy Wizzyy eh
Cars, one, cars, one
M.I
Cars, one, cars
If you don't talk money, omo don't show up
If you don't drive cars, omo don't show up
Cause she's all about the money, (she, she, she's all about the
Money)
Cause she's all about the money, (she, she, she's all about the
Money)
Tóba lowo o ma tele e (tele e lo) Tóba lowo (naughty boy) T'oba lowo o ma tele e lo, tele e lo
Yo! she said I want Ducci for the Gucci
Cash for the ash
Kudi for the booties
See my man, a heavy duty
I get money like 50, I run the city like Louis Pretty
I'm pretty, see the people glitterati
I'm only interested in the boy who runs the show
Like, I like Peter Ababa, I will do T-Joe
Kelly Handsome is handsome
I'll tell him when I see him
But if I want a man, it'll be Keke or D1
She said what you driving baby boy
Cause an End of Discussion will signal end of discussion
If you got dem diamonds lyrics you can have the clothes am
Wearing
I'm into governance, senators, ambassadors
Or the big boys cause they always showing cash to us
Stacking that brandy from my packets on your bed
And I'm good to the service that's why they're always on my
Back
If you don't talk money, omo don't show up
If you don't drive cars, omo don't show up
Cause she's all about the money, (she, she, she's all about the
Money)
Cause she's all about the money, (she, she, she's all about the
Money)
Tóba lowo o ma tele e (tele e lo) Tóba lowo (naughty boy) T'oba lowo o ma tele e lo, tele e lo
She said call me a hustler, you can be my customer
When I'm in a X5 and nobody can question ya
Dolce and Gabbana, Cuba is fine as cigar
You need naira, you need dollar, 2009 Impala
Pop your collar, wear your zara designer, there's no more
Drama
I want with big boys, Daniel to Barrack Obama, Yaradua,
Goodluck
See I want the presido, Mike Adenuga types
I need a man to make me glow
She said I like Jim Iyke but Dangote is better yet
I like first class seats but I prefer a private jet
And I don't need a dude who's bank account is very large
I want the man who owns the bank, the head nigger in charge
I'm into tycoons, CEOs very rich
I'm a high brand chic, I'm an Island chic
How I cruise, see the swag, Jimi shoes, Felly bag
I'm an oil ricks not a Mr. Biggs chic
If you don't talk money, omo don't show up
If you don't drive cars, omo don't show up
Cause she's all about the money, (she, she, she's all about the
Money)
Cause she's all about the money, (she, she, she's all about the
Money)
Tóba lowo o ma tele e (tele e lo) Tóba lowo (naughty boy) T'oba lowo o ma tele e lo, tele e lo
She's an aristo girl, she's a Cristal girl
She's making those connects like a Sisqo girl
She caps what she sees, lots of stuffs over-sea
She's an act for straining, she shacks for a week
She's VIP, don't need I.V, just C.I.D, she's B.I.G
Paparazzi wanna see her, the girls wanna be her
She's a star cause she's got (Fast money, fast cars)
Mama use to tell her all you've got is pride
Ashawo na Ashawo, no matter what you drive
Don't spend your life to buy money
Cause you can't spend money to buy life
Mama use to say baby you are who you are
No matter how fast your money or your car
Don't spend your life to buy money
Cause you can't spend money to buy life
If you don't talk money, omo don't show up
If you don't drive cars, omo don't show up
Cause she's all about the money, (she, she, she's all about the
Money)
Cause she's all about the money, (she, she, she's all about the
Money)
Tóba lowo o ma tele e (tele e lo) Tóba lowo (naughty boy) T'oba lowo o ma tele e lo, tele e lo