Lyrics GangBang - Big Sean , Wiz Khalifa
Money,
money,
money
It's
young
Khalifa
man
And
I
got
money,
hoes,
money
and
hoes
I
got
money,
hoes,
money
and
hoes
Big
money
talking
to
you
Muthaf-cker
thats
cause
big
money
bought
it
to
you
I'll
be
stuntin
while
them
little
n-ggas
sayin'
nothing
High
ceilings,
high
hoes,
high
prices
for
my
clothes
and
I
don't
even
pay
for
it
Barely
no
major
shit
Need
a
bitch,
take
a
bitch,
straight
back
to
that
big
crib
Let
you
roll
some
rapper
weed,
put
you
on
some
new
shit
Hit
this
weed,
I
show
you
how
I
do
this
My
excuse
is
I'm
in
Cali
so
my
smoke's
highly
exclusive
And
my
bitch
bad,
my
money's
through
the
roof
Your
money
short
you
looking
mad
You
Danny
Bonaduce
bitch
I'm
jumpin'
in
my
coupe
I'm
rollin'
something
that
taste
like
fruit
And
I
hear
them
n-ggas
talkin'
shit
but
theres
nothing
much
that
they
can
do
When
I
got
a
bitch
in
your
city,
you
should
try
when
you
see
her
Never
trippin'
on
no
hoes,
n-gga
what
you
thought
we
gettin'
money
over
here
I'm
ballin'
hard,
my
n-ggas
in
the
same
game
I
do
it
big
my
n-ggas
do
the
same
thing
I'm
throwin'
signs,
it's
looking
like
I
gang
bang
I'm
on
the
team,
it's
lookin
like
I
gang
bang
I'm
rolling
up,
my
n-ggas
roll
the
same
thing
I'm
smokin'
weed,
my
bitch
smoke
the
same
thing
I'm
throwin
signs
it's
looking
like
I
gang
bang
I
tell
a
bitch
bow
down
to
a
muthaf-cking
G
hoe
I
work
hard,
I
drink
slow
But
I
never
keep
drinks
low,
smokey
smokey
cause
I'm
a
cheapo
Sippin'
on
Pinot
Grigio,
really
hoe,
got
everything
like
I
got
me
a
genie
hoe,
yeah
My
car
look
like
a
building,
diamonds
dancing
on
top
of
my
wrist
Bitch
I'm
ten
feet
tall
when
I'm
standing
on
top
of
my
dick
You
a
sucker
hoe,
sucka
hoe
I'm
success,
I
feel
like
a
million
dollars,
bitch
I'm
up
next
Money
in
my
hand,
I
don't
need
no
hand
out
And
they
all
got
their
hands
up
cause
they
f-ck
with
me
hands
down
And
the
car
I
push
got
more
tent
than
a
camp
round
And
my
picture
always
on
your
bitch
background
Like
Prada,
it's
just
me
and
Cyhi
Young
enough
to
be
your
son,
but
she
call
me
big
papa
She
gave
me
her
oh
nana,
now
disappear
like
tada
She
smoking
on
that
Tada,
now
who
the
f-ck
gon
stop
her
I'm
ballin'
hard,
my
n-ggas
in
the
same
game
I
do
it
big
my
n-ggas
do
the
same
thing
I'm
throwin'
signs,
it's
looking
like
I
gang
bang
I'm
on
the
team,
it's
lookin
like
I
gang
bang
I'm
rolling
up,
my
n-ggas
roll
the
same
thing
I'm
smokin'
weed,
my
bitch
smoke
the
same
thing
I'm
throwin
signs
it's
looking
like
I
gang
bang
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8 Taylor Gang
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