RiFF RAFF - Money Growing (Remix) lyrics

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RiFF RAFF - Money Growing (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid] All of this money be growing! I got your b**h and she going She bussin it open Look at my wrist that's snow Made me a millie off blow. What?! I got the gas like a gas station Made me a millie they hating I got your b**h and she waiting f**ing that ho we ain't dating I got more buzz than a jam The lean I move like a snail White bricks are pale A lot of white broke the scale I got your ho and she nervous Broke b**h want a Birkin f** your ho now she squirting Hit it once leave her hurting Lot of racks like the bank though Cooking dope in the safe though Trapping gas need a elbow Need a front I'm like hell no Phone on one percent One shoe pay your rent Got a Masi now in debt Still money well spent!! [Hook] [Verse 2: Ponce] All of this money be growing All of this money be growing I'm stacking the do' I might pull up on your ho She take off her clothes Her panties end up on the floor All of this money be growing Love with the do I drop my ex for a O She want me to work a nine to five, but I'm too busy out here playing the snow All of this money be growing About to go and cop a foreign Tired of these n***as sleeping on me, I'm a k** em' while they snoring I get the jug from my woe He stay on the low Shotgun right behind his door If you step he let it blow Wrong move lose your soul It take a toll All of this money be growing Yea, all of this money be straight sh** Chain and watch Presidential I just finished the election In love with money f** my exes Bad b**hes love the flexin' Swear to God I love to fill up banks, fill up banks like the Fresh Prince [Hook] [Verse 3: Riff Raff] Smoking sweets in Manhattan Hashi Tashi tv's taller than Bin Laden All them j**els I been had em' Now I'm in Aspen Million bubbles in my Benz bubble bath Ain't going in public much, because I got a Versace attitude Never watch the news I got a Beradama watch Looks like a DVD set of Blue Clues Roll the window down half way Put my Rolex in the sky Sky box see watching the jazz Jezzy b**hes always flashing they a** Role boy in the back in the back of a Jag Right hitter like Rodger Clemens [Hook] [Verse 4: Dash Flash] All of my n***as they know Walk in the place and we shut down the show Type of n***a that be taking your ho All about business I'm focused on do' Been through it all in this life I'm a pro I catch you slipping then I'm laying low He was sneak dissin' now he slumped on the floor Cop everything when I walk in the store Your money shrinking well my money grow No competition I'm sick with the flow To me she say yes and to you she say no The difference you kiss her I just get some blow Spend all my cash then I go get some more Waiting for you to go die like a crow My brothers they ride and they ready to roll They hold it down while I'm gone they parol I say f** a whole city I'm taking the globe I just travel the world and don't stop like a probe If you backstab me I move like a drone Getting that money I'm moving alone Don't need that fake sh** all up in my zone If you a fraud then you not in my phone I'm the type to get you hit with the chrome He feel like he went and got hit with a stone Acting all tough but soft like you foam I just rock Bape and stay fly in the Vlone Got a bad shorty she stay in my home She cry like a puppy I give her the bone All of the diamonds and fly sh** is shown Made it happen I just learned on my own As a young n***a still had to be grown Dominican and I got love for my Zoes!!!

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