Phillip John Lara - Money Over b**hes lyrics

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Phillip John Lara - Money Over b**hes lyrics

[Hook: Sampled] Money over b**hes that's M.O.B. Money over b**hes that's M.O.B. Money, Money over b**hes that's M.O.B. I can't love a hoe that's the way it gotta be. Money, Money over b**hes that's M.O.B. I can't love a hoe that's the way it gotta be [Verse 1: Philly Titan] I ain't ever loved a bop cuz they acting like the cops patrolling the area and got your money being watched. Wanting to marry ya so they can come back with a pot of Gold. Who's Gold? Not my gold cuz I'm not giving her what I got. Don't act like you forgot I stay sitting crooked in my slab like a hook shot. I'm on top of my game you can call me the look out. If you don't know sh** about hustling go and pull your books out ooh now look out. It's ya man Philly T everybody step out my way cuz your man really G-I-A-N-T in this industry. I make the beats I make the tracks ain't no pretend in me. You offending me? Nah home girl you can chill cuz everything that I be spitting out my mouth is real. So what I'm tryna do is collect a million dollar bills so I can come out with my own currency called dollar Phil's [Hook: Sampled] Money over b**hes that's M.O.B. Money over b**hes that's M.O.B. Money, Money over b**hes that's M.O.B. I can't love a hoe that's the way it gotta be. Money, Money over b**hes that's M.O.B. I can't love a hoe that's the way it gotta be [Verse 2: C Nile] You can spit it how you want to Ima spit it how I feel. Come to find out most of y'all n***as ain't even real. Ima tell you what's the deal with this M.O.B. appeal pull out a weapon that's concealed straight up see what you reveal. You tripping over broads still I ain't even gotta cuff she telling you that's enough while she tell me she likes it rough and I ain't even gotta bluff. I know how to play the field right. Whether it's guns or a fight you gone be put out of sight. Ya flow is aight but you'll never reach the charts. I'm too busy breaking hearts while you play with your body parts. I wrote the book on street smarts you can run up and get beat. Ima run up with the heat and make your whole crew retreat. Now I'm busting at your head like a Halo game. When you see me come you better run and lay low man. I keep stacks in my pillow now to you this sounds funny, but let's just say I go to sleep with my mind on my money Hook: Sampled] Money over b**hes that's M.O.B. Money over b**hes that's M.O.B. Money, Money over b**hes that's M.O.B. I can't love a hoe that's the way it gotta be. Money, Money over b**hes that's M.O.B. I can't love a hoe that's the way it gotta be

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