Disturbia Money lyrics

[Max B:]
Let's get it
You ain't ready for this sh*t sexy
That techno sh*t (Disco)
French!
This a whole notha loop her babe
It's your boy Biggavel
Lets' Go

Stacks in the Gucci store
Stacks in the Louis store
To the movies or
Why ya b*tch wanna do me for?
Do me more
Get real wavy
Ride that di*k like a hoopty, slore
Baby wanna come back home
Maxy please I don't want that no
Think u got me girl?
Not me girl
I'm the one that rock me world
Max got lots a girls
Lots a pearls
No a n*gga got to twirl
n*gga I ain't giving you sh*t
Step up ya game
Baby make it sound so plain
I don't wanna do this sh*t no more
I ain't tryna move this sh*t no more
Oww
[Max B:]
This b*tch here think I'm in love
But I want her money money
She got that quarter million dolla kinda money money
She won't fucc u she don't love u
She just want ya money money
And I c u window shoppin
Cusz ya money funny

[French Montana:]
Play with my feelings I
Shoot ya punk ass
My money also
b*tch you should know so
Now, now, now If I need it I'm a get it
Now I got it it's sold
Got them p's that e got tha sour that snow
1 hoe for you one hoe 4 me
It's the maccaroni with tha cheese
Baby crackin it's stoppin
U dnt need no luggage well take you shoppin
Nope We dnt do tha rebok with tha straps
In talkin asian provocateur
Little rock like Arkansas
C they love to hate us
We we underated but neva unpaid
I'm bout my money money
Homie wilin down in dallas
Crusin down in houston
Sippin surup
Coke plate n*ggas so sincere
[Max B:]
This b*tch here think I'm in love
But I want her money money
She got that quarter million dolla kinda money money
She won't fucc u she don't love u
She just want ya money money
And I c u window shoppin
Cusz ya money funny

This b*tch here think I'm in love
But I want her money money
She got that quarter million dolla kinda money money
She won't fucc u she don't love u
She just want ya money money
And I c u window shoppin
Cusz ya money funny