That Money Maka

Uh
Yeah

Lit as a bitch
Colder than ice, thicker than grits
Know why these hoes in they feelings and shit
'Cause your MCM is jie feelin' a bitch (ha)
Don't need a boyfriend, I don't got the time, but tell him I love him when I get the dick
Been 'bout my money, I don't gotta rhyme, but with or without it, still gonna be rich (facts)
I did it for paper and shitted on haters (shitted on haters)
Hoes couldn't fade me, I couldn't be tapered (nah)
I'm a cold player, retired ass shaker
I used what I got, that ass a money maker (ching)
Green carpet raker, that known nigga taker
I pull lots of wood like a bitch playin' Jenga
I set it off, Vivica, Jada
Put money first, I can get the dick later (nigga)
Uh, put money first and I get the dick later
I put money first and I get the dick later
Stacks by the bundle, that gat by the buckle
Still keep it hundo, my vision is tunnel
Can't fuck a brokey, I need me a huncho
This here that big drip, I need me a poncho
Real ones don't crumble, broke made me humble
Paid all my dues and that bitch charged me double
Strength from the struggle, you dig like a shovel
These hoes talking shit, but they ain't on my level
Uh, hoes talking shit, but they ain't on my level
Uh, hoes talking shit, but they ain't on my level