Top5 - Bout my money lyrics

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Top5 - Bout my money lyrics

[Intro] Pull on the block Watch me pull up on the block All these b**hes know me [Chorus] Pull up on the block All these b**hes know me This my time n***a chip the rollie She see me with the stars now she wanna be me I can't spend no time b**h I'm bout my money I'm bout my money I'm bout my money I can't spend no time b**h I'm bout my money I'm bout my money I'm bout my money I can't spend no time b**h I'm bout my money I'm bout my money I'm bout money [Verse1] Got all these bands man I feel like Tony or should I say Sosa The way I'm takin over the game on my shoulders Man I hate bein sobber Yeah we be ballin it out Girl we be ballin it out Yeah we be ballin it out Yeah we be ballin it out I lost my girlfriend Cause I'm chasin all these bands Cruise through the six in a new benz Varna drive n***a we don't beg friends If my real shooters come to your ends NBA n***a never broke a game Imma ball like Sosa with my friends Ice Tony Montana This n***as just mad cause I f**ed his baby mama [Chorus] [Verse2] I pull up on your block Man they all wanna be me I'm ballin in the fourth Man I feel like I'm Kobe I'm getting all these bands With my broski Iceman I'm f**in all these hoes With my broski cheeseman She know that I'm on now, a star now She never use to answer but now she call b**hes wanna f** cause they know that I'm up Man jijusu in the cut, he all the way up Take her to Varna drive late night She say she wanna f** with me cause I'm Top5 But if the wanna try me My shooters outside My shooters on the Varna man they left and right Go, go, go get em [Chorus]

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