Cinnamon (Money Mantra)

Get Money Get Money Money Comes To Me Money Follows Me Money Comes To Me Money Follows Me Do a little money spell On the first to set the tone Cinnamon open doors Divine first to see What's wrong Four coppers facing up I got the green I'm in my zone Ancestors venerated Pouring up they keep me Strong Get Money Get Money Money Comes To Me Money Follows Me Money Comes To Me Money Follows Me She was born under a cancer moon Into them Geechee water Emotions like the tide So the pressure be up on her But she don't let it Get her down Alchemy the soul She gon get it by any means Yea she reap what she sow Mind so fertile every thought is a seed Every planting is enchanting Till the soil till it reach Consistent in her practice Light a candle for the gain Pray to her ancestors asking them To keep her sane thru the haze of life She just take it day by da Learn to mix the herbs Smudge it up to clear The way in the tapestry of life She just want her own square Ducked off out the way In tropics no care Drinking out of coconut As the wind strokes her hair She can feel it she can smell it She's almost there! Get Money Get Money MONEY COMES TO ME MONEY FOLLOWS ME MONEY MONEY FOLLOWS ME