Drumma Boy - Em Down lyrics

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Drumma Boy - Em Down lyrics

[Verse 1 - 8Ball] It's about the cash flow, it's about the hustle man It's about the bank roll, it's about the hustle game We talkin' green money, we breakin' green down You bustin' swishin' swishes, we burn it by the pound We talkin' stacks of bricks, whatever it takes to make it We talkin' crack a his, when they is tryin' to take it It's about their bad b**h, it's about their pretty car Taking long trips, and smokin' good cigars It's about that shoe jane, it's about that new chain It's about that fresh breath, it's about helpin' yourself It's about what's in your heart, it's about if you got heart You gotta be one hundred, n***a finest car [Hook] I can't live without it, I gotta go and get it Money makes the whole world go 'round And if you talkin' 'bout gettin' it I'm down, I'm down I can't live without it, I gotta go and get it Money makes the whole world go 'round And if you talkin' 'bout gettin' it I'm down, I'm down [Verse 2 - 2 Chainz] I have s** to my girl to a rap song (rap song?) So not even my baby comin' at heart I tell 'em on to the little bit sour talk I used to keep eight thous in my sock drawer Every session is progression, every each is rhyme One life, no fast forward or rewind I'm never satisfied, couldn't talk I'm tryin' to climb You know life's a b**h with no panty line Money in my Louie bag, it's how I carry mine Every time you see a n***a it is camera time Money make the world go round and round That's why I go block to block, movin' pound for pound [Hook] I can't live without it, I gotta go and get it Money makes the whole world go 'round And if you talkin' 'bout gettin' it I'm down, I'm down I can't live without it, I gotta go and get it Money makes the whole world go 'round And if you talkin' 'bout gettin' it I'm down, I'm down [Verse 3 - Yung Joc] I got bills on top of bills, I got problems just like you But it is what it is, I gotta solve 'em just like you I'm ridin' with no ills, I go to jail just like you Oh yea and I got a baby momma, I catch hell just like you So miss me with that rap sh**, now ain't got no rap sh** That don't mean I've done stuff That mean I did my sh** to stool I keep a f**in' banker, every time I hit the streets Tryin' to get this paper, G 14 that's what she'll sweat I be b**h, break a b**h, it's a wrap Buy 'em low, sell 'em high and I care I went from chrome to bricks to lay 'em down with the straps Okay now hit it, I feel like ballin' tittie and that's a wrap [Hook] I can't live without it, I gotta go and get it Money makes the whole world go 'round And if you talkin' 'bout gettin' it I'm down, I'm down I can't live without it, I gotta go and get it Money makes the whole world go 'round And if you talkin' 'bout gettin' it I'm down, I'm down

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