Money Man - International Lyrics

Lyrics International - Money Man



My bitches international
I just might pull up a grand national
Sippin on mud I got bad habits
Used to sell hard to the crack addicts
Bad bitch is with me her hair natural
I just watch out for the back stabbers
Bitch I'm a dog like a bull mastif
I am the source sell you a brick out a Porsche
You know the car with the horse
I keep it realer than realer can be
She never met a nigga real as me
He never heard a number low as mine
They hear the numbers it blow they mind
I want her body, soul, and her mind
I want that FaceTime and behind
I got them diamonds straight from the mine
I ride around with a young shooter
He come at night like Freddy Kreuger
I got a check like a credit union
I'm in the trap with some pack unions
We out in Pheonix on 4 wheelers
I'm in the band with gorillas
Ain't got a dime for a gold digger
Luxury houses I'm coolin with swipers
I hit the streets with the eye of the tiger
Money in the oven I'll improvise it
I am a chief got an emphasize it
Took to these streets and I monetize it
Young nigga might buy a [?]
Bought me a rollie for perfect timing
Hit me a bitch with a stripper body
All I know is money I'm narrow minded
Ride with a dime that look like Treya
We up on the green field that's two acres
Then smoke a blunt with an LA Laker
I know ten plugs who owe me favors
Whippin them Porsches like wild horses
BC niggas we are the sources
These are Buscemi not Air Forces
My bitches international
I just might pull up a grand national
Sippin on mud I got bad habits
Used to sell hard to the crack addicts
Bad bitch thats with me her hair natural
I watch out for the back stabbers
Bitch I'm a dog like a bull mastif
I am the source sell you a brick out the Porsche
You know the car with the with the horse
I keep it realer than realer can be
She never met a nigga real as me
He never heard a number low as mine
They hear the numbers it blow they mind
I want her body, soul, and her mind
I want that FaceTime and behind
I got them diamonds straight from the mine
Real nigga real nigga real nigga
Diamonds straight from the Congo
I don't talk to strangers no convo
I hit two hoes that's a combo
Four stories my condo
Got 10G's on my earlobe
500 p's on the truckload
I got that pack coming from Seattle
I got a migo with it in his sattle
I was in the courtroom and seen the judge
Tell me I was guilty then hit his gavel
I hit Mehico and seen Manuel
The next day he sent 10 bales
Young nigga tryna dodge jail
Young nigga tryna dodge twelve
Traffic work in a Dodge Ram
Make a play off
Back and forth out to San Fran
Fish tail in the Trans Am
Too much money need a money counter
Get it gone in 24 hours
Knock you off in 24 hours
[?] Dwight Howard
My bitches international
I just might pull up a grand national
Sippin on mud I got bad habits
Used to sell hard to the crack addicts
Bad bitch that's with me her hair natural
I watch out for the back stabbers
Bitch I'm a dog like a bull mastif
I am the source sell you a brick a Porsche
You know the car with the horse
I keep it realer than realer can be
She never met a nigga real as me
He never heard a number low as mine
They hear the numbers it blow they mind
I want her body, soul, and her mind
I want that FaceTime and behind



Writer(s): John Antonio Carrington, Tysen Jay Bolding


Money Man - Black Circle
Album Black Circle
date of release
04-02-2016




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