paroles de chanson Money Man - Jay Montana

Listen
Go get you some fuckin′ money
Like, It don't even matter
Like, get off ya′ ass
And get out there
And go chase a bag
Like, If you got a dream
Go make that shit come true
Like, don't let anybody else tell you what you can or cannot do
Don't let anybody stand in your way
Go chase your dreams
And go make some fuckin′ money
It′s Jay Montana by the way

Bitch, I am the money man
Now that shorty wanna dance
Playin' all my songs, up in the party
Now they in a trance
I′ll have n***** pull up
And they pop you
Like a fuckin' xan
Pop a perky
Got me tweakin′ like Alice In Wonderland
Bitches wanna step up in my section
'Cause I′m lit now
'Member I was lookin' so damn bummy
Check the fit now
N***** said they couldn′t fuckin′ stand me
Told em, sit down
If you ever claimed you fucked my bitch
Well that's yo′ bitch now

Woah, woah
Bitch, I am the money man
I love countin' money
Bitch I count up all my fuckin′ bands
Got designer at the crib
That shit just came from fuckin' France
Got my family
I promise you
I don′t need fuckin' friends
Icin' ′em out
Bitch I feel like Johnny
Momma taught me
Never trust nobody
I know n***** that′ll catch that homi'
Fucked yo′ girl
Like damn I'm sorry
I′m wit' yo′ bae
And she telling me kiss me
Bitches be callin' to tell me they miss me
That shorty's begging to give me a hickey
I′m not Timmy Turner
But I need a Trixie
N***** said that they want smoke
And they want all the static
But that n**** runnin′ like Ricky
I took his bitch to the candy shop
N***** wishin' death upon me
I′m feelin' like fifty
Remember when I was in love
But that shorty broke me
These bitches be evil like Vicky
N***** be goofy
These n***** be rats
That n**** a mouse
He lookin′ like Mickey
Remember when she used to dub me
But now she just textin' and callin′ to ask for a quicky
N***** swear that they be ballin'
But if I pull up
I promise I'm droppin′ like sixty
Bitches be sayin′ they love you
But they act like they don't
This shit is so trippy
But

Bitch, I am the money man
Now that shorty wanna dance
Playin′ all my songs, up in the party
Now they in a trance
I'll have n***** pull up
And they pop you
Like a fuckin′ xan
Pop a perky
Got me tweakin' like Alice In Wonderland
Bitches wanna step up in my section
′Cause I'm lit now
Remember I was lookin' so damn bummy
Check the fit now
N***** said they couldn′t fuckin′ stand me
Told em, sit down
And if you ever claimed you fucked my bitch
Well that's yo′ bitch now

Yea, yea
'Cause I′m the money man
Yea, oh
'Cause I′m the money man
Yea, yea, woah, it's Jay Montana man