[Intro: Nappy]
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[6xPlatinum]
What it do fam?
Money$Team, get it
Hol' up, this a stick up
I got fifteen rounds for this whack-ass clown
Roll through your hood with my windows down
Shotgun out the tints like it's my own damn town
You can keep that Good Wood, it look good with your gown (b*tch)
Bringin' the heat everytime I'm on yo block
Gon' be cryin' for moms when I got you starin' down this Glock
Claimin' this my own like its Plymouth Rock
But you hardly got anything worth Deboin with that corny G Shock
[J-Franks]
Sorry I made fun of your honda, I see I struck a cord
So easy to make fun while I ride whips you can't afford
Took a trip down south, blasted Weezy in NOLA
Mardi Gras colorful, we say "that sh*t crayola"
f*ck the haters as they say, I'll sip on this chardonnay
Money$Team been on for days, leave you b*tches in a daze
Counting hard g's because my rhymes are just like gems
A new nasty Nas, elated is how I leave your brain stem
[IATG]
Punchlines for days b*tch, call me IA-Weezy
Your girl on my space ship, suckin it fo sheezy
All my homies go retarday, cause it's a swole steez partay
Big dog sh*t n*gga, roll with me and Marlay
Money$Team in this b*tch n*gga, hit you like Mike Tyson
Ya'll n*ggas ain't on the ball but you all suck like Dyson
Ya'll n*ggas cold (coal), we sparkle like diamonds
Money$Team at new heights, still leave your b*tch's pus*y widened
[FreeJC]
Oh sh*t, I'm bout to spit, lyrics deeper than a well
Money$Team's Satan, I rep that State, it's my hell
Me, Nap and Klo scream "Girls, go wild!" that's our mantra
Three on one dime, that's a triple entendre
Caldwell, and yeah b*tch I'm also called swell
Like I was Chiddy, I ain't sh*tty, so it's all well
Making love to the money, extra sexy like it's tantra
And our record's finna go extra large like Contra