Nard & B - M.O.B. (Money Over b**hes) lyrics

[Intro:] I tell em we'll be on top [Verse 1:] You must be the D Got you all up in yo feelin's Every time I go you be on my line Tryna get it at me f**in' you, you tweet it b**h, when I roll ova, roll me one Grab my keys, hit my blunt Spin that a** so you know I'm gone [Hook:] It's back to the streets Chasin' that money, money The almighty dolla p**y so good that she know That them n***a gon' holla Head go so crazy I swear that the b**h is a scholar But it's still money ova b**hes AAAAh, MOB Still money ova b**hes, n***a MOB [Verse 2:] If you hit the street, then the money come Sippin' that mighty water My b**h, she picture perfect Mona Lisa, She thick like she come from Florida I got Mercedes, mind of Forgie Baby mommas want me API imported, back to back, no portions Baby, you so gorgeous, help me build a fortune Shoes is 1500, bet you can't afford it Money ova b**hes, money ova b**h a** n***as No time fo' yo feelin's My coupe ain't got time fo' no ceilin's I'm in the kitchen like a chemist Cookin' up them dinners We want... ... Money, the dolla sign She send that sh**, need me She wanna meet me Maybe later on this evenin' But right now we just steady leanin' [Hook:] It's back to the streets Chasin' that money, money The almighty dolla p**y so good that she know That them n***a gon' holla Head go so crazy I swear that the b**h is a scholar But it's still money ova b**hes AAAAh, MOB Still money ova b**hes, n***a MOB