Money be just a paper hater
Call me later
I throw it in the air I liter
Oh no mama sit down
Keep it in your room
Invite your killer
I give you filla
Money be the motivation
Attention
Breef Wala runs the nation
Jt Jt Jt Jt on the beat
Jt Jt Jt Jt on the beat hey
Sika y3 moja brother
I get guns to protect mine
How soft is your leather
You get bread
Where dey your butter?
You dey talk bunch
Ni*** talk cash
Every day be my grinding day
You dey talk bunch
Ni***
Hook
Me i want it
In large sum
Kinda money
I want some
That be the
Reason I dey top
If you be hustler
Hustle
Kwame Despite
Despite
Vrs 2
Money go come
Them go love me
That be when shit
Go ugly
Some of these niggas
Go Turn up
They wanna
Know my agenda
They wanna
ACT like they know
Me
Nobody know
My story
The days I spent
For Streets top
When a nigga
Not dey see top
God in heaven I dey thank first
Say He hold me down the first day
The pain in your ass
Now 3y3 pay day
Breef Wala - Kwame Despite Lyrics
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Money be just a paper hater
Call me later
I throw it in the air I liter
Oh no mama sit down
Keep it in your room
Invite your killer
I give you filla
Money be the motivation
Attention
Breef Wala runs the nation
Jt Jt Jt Jt on the beat
Jt Jt Jt Jt on the beat hey
Sika y3 moja brother
I get guns to protect mine
How soft is your leather
You get bread
Where dey your butter?
You dey talk bunch
Ni*** talk cash
Every day be my grinding day
You dey talk bunch
Ni***
Hook
Me i want it
In large sum
Kinda money
I want some
That be the
Reason I dey top
If you be hustler
Hustle
Kwame Despite
Despite
Vrs 2
Money go come
Them go love me
That be when shit
Go ugly
Some of these niggas
Go Turn up
They wanna
Know my agenda
They wanna
ACT like they know
Me
Nobody know
My story
The days I spent
For Streets top
When a nigga
Not dey see top
God in heaven I dey thank first
Say He hold me down the first day
The pain in your ass
Now 3y3 pay day
Call me later
I throw it in the air I liter
Oh no mama sit down
Keep it in your room
Invite your killer
I give you filla
Money be the motivation
Attention
Breef Wala runs the nation
Jt Jt Jt Jt on the beat
Jt Jt Jt Jt on the beat hey
Sika y3 moja brother
I get guns to protect mine
How soft is your leather
You get bread
Where dey your butter?
You dey talk bunch
Ni*** talk cash
Every day be my grinding day
You dey talk bunch
Ni***
Hook
Me i want it
In large sum
Kinda money
I want some
That be the
Reason I dey top
If you be hustler
Hustle
Kwame Despite
Despite
Vrs 2
Money go come
Them go love me
That be when shit
Go ugly
Some of these niggas
Go Turn up
They wanna
Know my agenda
They wanna
ACT like they know
Me
Nobody know
My story
The days I spent
For Streets top
When a nigga
Not dey see top
God in heaven I dey thank first
Say He hold me down the first day
The pain in your ass
Now 3y3 pay day
Writer: Dennis Enkson
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC