Planet Asia - Money Drum lyrics

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Planet Asia - Money Drum lyrics

Ft. TzariZM (Verse) Smells like money, catch me with the confidence All new 100 dolla bills like Monopoly King genetics fly so that you know it's me Troubles blow upon appearance, this is royalty Political struggle, a market of genius maker, taste Musical conscience leader, publicized on the spot you see 'im Rarely spotted, it's the top floor topless, divas fo' sure ? by hip-hop conservatives, I give you the jab with no preservatives Feel me? No glucose fill the fructose I pull up the soup, coap, shoot close range at you putos In this game I like looking for the loop wholes ? with two shows Cinefilehoes look at me now, stupid, go! sh** got me feelin' like I won the Super Bowl (Hook) sponsored links Aye, yo, you hear that? It's another one And I got more than a couple of 'em I told y'all went f**in' wid 'em Now watch the world go crazy to my money drum My money drum, my money drum Watch the world go crazy to my money drum I told y'all went f**in' wid 'em Now watch the world go crazy to my money drum (Verse 2) (They wanna know what sum I pay) (Talk sh**, but won't run that way) (Bunch of pillow talkers) (Peace to all the OG's gettin' grand still) (Makin' million dolla deals on the treadmill) I'm here to take sponsors, results from the pelitant moves Money is power, no time for f** fake conscience I'm a soldier, middle of the war, watch my son aimin' Clap you from the camouflage stroller Upon the crown of the pharaoh eyes, gold cobra Symbolizin' the highest level of yoga The ? sisters resurrected, tyo crush yo beliefs I'm toonin' in for high levels of communication Told y'all I got artillery, blowin' up yo high powers Flaws best respect the energy (Hook) Aye, yo, you hear that? It's another one And I got more than a couple of 'em I told y'all went f**in' wid 'em Now watch the world go crazy to my money drum My money drum, my money drum Watch the world go crazy to my money drum I told y'all went f**in' wid 'em Now watch the world go crazy to my money drum (Verse 3) Beat splashery, match box motor rap blasphemy Great for layer, joint down, collect cake, escape Feel the jungle rubble, collize culture shock gumbo The words in trap, dope deal in bundles For the future, I let the verses fly, now unregistered Bustin' my gun, the side of ? diversified Mover with the drum of the slum, that's FC But you already know where I'm from This is chain music, stating it sh** Game music, home cooked to make the heads go insane too Shawty wanna do a thang to a leather, back it up, drop it Pop it, twerk it, that's about the work She flirtin' with me like she tryna surf I'm cold enough to pull a diamond out the earth Cops wanna stop and search but only time I'm serving a fiend Is when I cop a verse (Hook) Aye, yo, you hear that? It's another one And I got more than a couple of 'em I told y'all went f**in' wid 'em Now watch the world go crazy to my money drum My money drum, my money drum Watch the world go crazy to my money drum I told y'all went f**in' wid 'em Now watch the world go crazy to my money drum

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