Money Man - 17 lyrics
17 on the track 17 on my hip 125 for a zip I put the toss on the brick I roll two swishers together Call that b**h a double decker Sippin' muddy, slump neck Drive the Lam like I'm reckless Driving the mid back from Texas 20 on a cuban necklace Adding guns to my collection Different car different selections Heard you payin' for protection Weak n***a leave my presence Ahead of my time like the Jetsons Why the f** you asking all these questions You gotta buy it all if you touch it AK on me and it made from Russians Gotta get it gone, I gotta rush it Louis V runnin' and juggin' (Yeah) I want the cheese with the topping (Yeah) Get to the money no stoppin' (Yeah) This is a Lam, girl hop in (Yeah) Dior my lady she love it I'm trying to get OG through customs My white partner say he do mushrooms He just hit the coke in the bathroom She say she deal with high fashion She say you must shop in Europe I po’d a lil' bit of syrup Then told lil mama to hush up Choppa give n***as a touch up I'm on a whole nother frequency I can't be talkin' to frequently I know the feds probably sneakin' me BC we moving in secrecy BC we moving illegally Quit all that muf**in ? Yes or no girl you gon’ leave with me If you a coward don't speak to me My African scamming repeatedly Walk up and shoot you immediately I don't give a f** bout' no media Sell you a bag out a room that I booked off Expedia! I want that head that's immediate My [?] jumping immediate Diamonds they Ancient Samarian You know I throw away carrion I see the hate like binoculars That n***a got hoe in his folicles Rolling up THC molecules You say you gon' k** me, what’s stopping you?! V12 engine I'm pa**ing you Ice cold like a smoothie that pa**ion fruit 17 on the track 17 on my hip 125 for a zip I put the toss on the brick I roll two swishers together Call that b**h a double decker Sippin' muddy slump neck Drive the Lam like I'm reckless Drive the mid back from Texas 20 on a cuban necklace Adding guns to my collection Different car different selections Heard you payin' for protection Weak n***a leave my presence Ahead of my time like the Jetsons Why the f** you asking all these questions You gotta buy it all if you touch it AK on me and it made from Russians Gotta get it gone, I gotta rush it Louis V runnin' and juggin' (Yeah) I want the cheese with the topping (Yeah) Get to the money no stoppin' (Yeah) This is a Lam, girl hop in (Yeah)