THE MONEY TALK - BIG CHRIS
Written by：BIG CHRIS
See I look at you niggaz then I shake my head
You niggaz be flexed up but you ain't got no bread
I got up our the hood and took it to the hill's
These niggas thinking ni**a signed a major deal
The money the money the money talk
The money the money the money talk
The money the money the money talk
You trying to get that money say no more let's take a walk
Looking fresh
Now
That
Am bossing up
And that's 2.5
That am tossing up
More money
More problems
I love the problems
I protect my
Throne
From these
Broke boy's
That mean I stay
Strapped
With the gat close
F**k a bad b**ch
On her tip toes
I got plenty
Of those
I got many
More hoes
And the
Whips am
Changing
Like I change
Clothes
Wrist glows
And my
Neck snows
Chain
Straight outta
The kmj
Looking
Flexed up
But they
Ain't got bread
Rich ni**a
Getting
More head
Let the
Money do
The talking
While these
B**ch a** niggas
Get to walking
I don't
Hear these
Dog's when
They barking
Window's up
In reverse
I be parking
And
I don't understand
How these
Niggaz
Ain't getting
No band's
When I
Pull up
Your b**ches
Like damn
All of em
Wishing
I could be
Their man
And I just
Heard
That they
Call me
Snowman
Vvs'sing
Like we
From
Iceland
Elevated
While you
Hesitated
On that
Medicated
I levitated
I ain't
Never caring
About
The hate talk
When am in the
Hilton suite
I don't
Feel it
Am so high
Off in the
Sky I can't
Hear it
Way up
High in
The sky
Like am superman
Now they call me
The iceman
They call me
The bird man
They call me
The postman
They call me
Green man
Whatever you
Want
Ni**a
I got the
Gwuop
Ni**a I got
The gwuop
I got the
Gwuop
See I look at you niggaz then I shake my head
You niggaz be flexed up but you ain't got no bread
I got up our the hood and took it to the hill's
These niggas thinking ni**a signed a major deal
The money the money the money talk
The money the money the money talk
The money the money the money talk
You trying to get that money say no more let's take a walk
Ain't a
Drug dealer
But
Am d**e boy
Slang crack
Am a coke boy
Got the plug
On the phone boy
Yeah we
Talking
That coke boy
In a sweet room
With a bad
Broad
In the Jacuzzi
That's where
She blew me
Young black
And am
Fly ni**a
Young thugg
And am
Rich homie
Bafana bafana
Mwachepa
Niyesa ku
Flowela muli chiyanga
I got
The gwuop
Got me the money
Getting that cheddar
We getting the paper
We getting the stacks
Am getting deniro
Been whipping the cream
While getting the green
Am getting the cheese
Now getting them bands
Stacking the racks
Then I bought
Me them packs
Got me the ice
See I got me the change
Got me the diamonds
And so many things
Getting the mulla
Done make me
Look cooler
Look at the range
I got
A Muller
All of
My diamonds
From mark Jacob
Jeweler
Now all the
Money be
Moved with
A scooter
So I had
To get me
A really good
Shooter
Shining so
Bright
I just polished
My diamonds
Got too much ice
Now my heart
Turning colder
We straight up
Flying all
The way
To Bermuda
With ma lil Asian
That worshiping budah
When she bend
Over that brain
In disorder
She dropped
A bomb
And the ni**a
Exploded
Damn it
Was just
Like the matrix
Reloaded
The way
I reloaded
And put
On the strap
Pulled back
The hatch
And I cocked it
Like it boom
See I look at you niggaz then I shake my head
You niggaz be flexed up but you ain't got no bread
I got up our the hood and took it to the hill's
These niggas thinking ni**a signed a major deal
The money the money the money talk
The money the money the money talk
The money the money the money talk
You trying to get that money say no more let's take a walk
