Swizz Beatz - What You Want The Money For lyrics

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch] Still money in that Louie duffel Range Rovers and foreign cars, I had a couple Always beefing on the block, my n***as have to scuffle Then them guns came (Oh!) and Lloyd in trouble Shoot at me, I clap back n***a all I do is trap I catch a pretty, I go give that b**h a dirt nap Then I got them bottles pop Every time I'm in the spot Nah I don't pillow talk You can s** my dick or not I'm feeling like a ghetto boy Scarface, Willie D, I'm a ghetto boy Yankee hat, white t, in my meadow boy Whip it, microwave it, let it settle, boy The bodies where n***as fishin' They say that I'm on a mission You see that them diamonds glistenin' Thank God I'm in a good position to k** you I asked around, they said the hood they don't feel you Start fresh [Bridge: Swizz Beatz] Two fifty riding on the dash A whole bunch of money in the stash Everybody want to get this cash Everybody want to get smashed [Hook: Swizz Beatz] Tell me what you really want the money for Tell me what you really want the money for Tell me what you really want the money for What you gone do when you got it (when you got it, got it) [Verse 2: Swizz Beatz] I'm on 995 with a bundle in the stash Shorty next to me got a bundle for an a** My i8 looking great, night I ate Glock 9 on me, God damn, don't hate These n***as really talking about (What they want the money for) Sheek Louch, Swizz Beatz (Get the, get the money for) Man, the Empire State Top floor penthouse, boy eating great Some sushi and some lobster for the homie's hoes n***as came back, can't hold me though The double 0 boys through your block though We running through your block, we ain't ? [Bridge: Swizz Beatz] Two fifty riding on the dash A whole bunch of money in the stash Everybody want to get this cash Everybody want to get smashed [Hook: Swizz Beatz] Tell me what you really want the money for Tell me what you really want the money for Tell me what you really want the money for What you gone do when you got it (when you got it, got it) [Verse 3: Sheek Louch] I gotta grind from the bottom till I make it the top Soon as I walk in the club, the bottles coming non-stop You know the diamonds is bright And these haters can't stand it We're gone keep on balling Until we say, "God dammit!" Tell me what you really want the money for If you sue me, all my goons gone be at your door In your block, n***as know that we get busy Sheek Louch rocking with my n***a Swizzy [Bridge: Swizz Beatz] Two fifty riding on the dash A whole bunch of money in the stash Everybody want to get this cash Everybody want to get smashed [Hook: Swizz Beatz] Tell me what you really want the money for Tell me what you really want the money for Tell me what you really want the money for What you gone do when you got it (when you got it, got it)