D-Shot - Money Love Us lyrics

[The Click talking] We taping..... What it is...what it is...what it is Ooh...b**h [Hook x2: B-Legit] We ain't in love with no money, the money love us Cross country with this pimpin' on a tour bus Up in Florida or in Georgia b**hes love us, they adore us [E-40] b**hes (What) Greasies (What) Hoes (What) Groupies (What) Hoochies (What) s*uts (What) [B-Legit] What can they do, the pimpin' love us [E-40] Housekeepers, game thievers Pop goes the pop pop pop pop Heat misers, chest tuckers High siders, game providers b**h [B-Legit] But they don't run from it they run to it They knew it, I'm so true to it when I do it I pursue it, cash it, I auction you off Highest bidder get to hit her, b**h break mine off [D-Shot] Ha, and now I'm on the freeway Perkin' like a motherf**er just got paid Another night, rollin' like a playa do Comin' through, gettin' my revenue [Hook: B-Legit x2] We ain't in love with no money, the money love us Cross country with this pimpin' on a tour bus Up in Florida or in Georgia b**hes love us, they adore us [B-Legit] Sick to stomach when I do to a b**h, so don't trip Thirteen hundred all up in her a**, that's where they fit I run sh**, the Sic-Wid-It dumb sh** Ya know I need that big bank roll b**h I'm undercover, pop ya collar fo' the dollar If ya hoes need a sponsor then b**h holla I won't stop ya, I'll fit ya a** with a skirt I'll make ya bring back the dirty work [D-Shot] We stopped into a place, a Louisville, Kentucky I went to a gambling boat and lost all my money I put my last five on the black On the roulette tables, I broke ten right back [Suga T] I'm the best kept secret, mark it f**s up But I won't get stuck Keep a broad full of tricks And my underground n***as do rock us What you think, blinkity-blink You act like yo sh** don't stink Hoodrat town, that b**h Suga T gotta come see me Who you think you is Hope ya don't think I won't pull the trigger I f**s with some bigger figures The Click you'll never get rid of I'm a bad b**h, flip the script you a trick On some boss sh** worldwide ghetto b**h [Hook: Suga T] We ain't in love with the money, money love us Cross country with this pimpin' on a tour bus Up in Georgia or in Florida Cincinnati the n***as love us [E-40] I be like all up in the Bank of America About to regurgutate, talkin' criz-azy Smellin' like beer Makin' a deposit, large lump sums Cussin' out the cashier For comin' at me wrong, b**h I'm federal I might get more than the man In my hand, I stay with a cup Some of my fans like again they life up 2000 Bentley on the dubs, on the car Light brown Excursion, sport utility truck You lil' miss scuzzies better open ya eyes and take a look And keep em' open for my dictionary book I spit a slang, a bang n***a, n***a Full of straight game n***a [Hook: B-Legit x2] We ain't in love with no money, the money love us Cross country with this pimpin' on a tour bus Up in Florida or in Georgia b**hes love us, they adore us [* The Click talking to fade *]