He got money

oooh he got money try to take it from me ya you be confronted white on my body tu mamí beside me ya she like it naughty treater like goddess machete beside me i been stressin in silence i do not want violence so i wouldnt try me nah nah naaah x2 and go like up down back front if you aint got da money man back up no kids clap up yo kids act up whole car smellin like pampas You broke fracture im pro no practice yo im dope betta ask ya oooh he got money try to take it from me ya you be confronted white on my body tu mamí beside me ya she like it naughty treater like goddess machete beside me i been stressin in silence i do not want violence so i wouldnt try me nah nah naaah x2 i be runnin to da money man till i start limpin gotta get it on my own cant tell me none different bein broke aint me add it up no division ima lettem know da real and why im wilidin cuz im sick of it trynna make ends meet so called friends aint friendly soon as you fall dey go dey own neva call no moe,, shoot shots atchu for yo faults das all dey know cuz oooh he got money try to take it from me ya you be confronted white on my body tu mamí beside me ya she like it naughty treater like goddess machete beside me i been stressin in silence i do not want violence so i wouldnt try me nah nah naaah x2 wippin da track watchu want fa dinner like she got the yams i got gizzard dig in my pocket pull out da spinach i Dont give a damn I got ta get it for rizzle i keep it one hunnit percentage ya nahjee da name ya bet not forget it im no where near rich but my pocketz is thicka my name in dey mouth da beat makem hiccup like oooh he got money try to take it from me ya you be confronted white on my body tu mamí beside me ya she like it naughty treater like goddess machete beside me i been stressin in silence i do not want violence so i wouldnt try me nah nah naaah x2 no shit that you talkin i heard to often yo killem fa mockin my flow uh beat up her body i bomb it binladen i killt that punani a ghost uh. i dont think about it say getem i gottem da realest shit i ever wrote you wanna hang around me let me go getcho ass a rope quick ta kill it bussin threw da ceilin with the truth withinem lets go flyer den a fuckin aviator all my paper chasers lets go come an get it i go dummy in it you my crash test lets go