Lyrics Money - Promoe feat. CosM.I.C & Supreme

"With no promotional budget I get media coverage/
Like no others when they find out I made the bomb threat./
To the MTV Europe Music Awards /
And the Grammies and wildin′ out on tours/
Destroyin' hotel rooms and getting groupies pregnant/
Stealin′ everything including kitchen sink/
Promoe goes politically incorrect for the hell of it/
What you thought bitch I was celibate/
When we back in the club we packin' the club to the rim/
Girls do anything to get in/
They break necks and pay checks offer unsafe sex/
Throwin' panty hoes and we ain′t on stage yet/
Leavin′ the place wrecked let's say we blessed it/
If shit is hectic get out the back exit/
Perry′s outside with the van keepin' it warm/
Screamin′ come on guys hurry up and the we gone, with the.

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Money x8

All guns salute Supreme just stepped in the booth/
M.O.N.S, Looptroop a bless ya'll schlooks/
So turn the volume up, refill your cup/
This is war nothing but now watch me kill the cut/
And cheer up just because you suck don′t mean you can't listen/
I mean just because I'm nice don′t mean I ain′t dissin'/
Pissin′ on you you're missin′ your crew/
To bring muscle when my boys roll thru call us the chosen few/
You get booed while I get paid, screwed while I get laid/
Burned while I'm in the shades makin′ the hits of a decade/
And degrade all you hold sacred/
You already mad and we ain't even on stage yet/
Stay fresh, endorsed by We and Alpha Numeric/
If clothes are free then I'll fuckin′ wear it/
Strangled the deputy when Bob shot the sheriff/
You test the P, I ain′t tryin' to hear it/
Your own posse know that you a fassyhole/
A copy, clone rappin′ with down's syndrome/
I got a thousand poems you got a lousy flow/
I got big business you got a big ass nose, in my.

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Where ever we at kids crawling out from their hide outs/
Looptroop′s in town, you don't know, you better find out/
This is rebel music to get free to/
And women we′ll see you at shows the whole EU/
These live cats: the best live act/
Talk about riots and suggest you try that/
Pressure apply that, the album go buy that/
The system go fight that (why?) Where ya eyes at?/
They on the floor pick 'em up so you can witness/
The hardest hitting boy group in show business/
The venue's on fire backstage area raided/
Shiie and we ain′t even on stage yet/
We sound like Rage yet? Well we will do/
Tonight you plan to catch wreck? Well we do to/
You should keep her under your arm and leave you fool/
Cus ′bout the time you start lookin' around I left with you know who.

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