Money in My Hand Video (MV)

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Put the money in my hand,

Don't say that love don't cost a thang,

Put the money in my hand,

Don't say you only want a friend

Put the money in my hand,

Cuz lust gon cost a couple bands,

Put the money in my hand,

Cuz that ain't something that I lend,


Yo, I know these n***as like to play with me

Cuz every thing that they say to me

Are made up games or pleads to please

Theyll pray to me, act differently,

Such blasphemy, it just baffles me

Still I treat them right

I guess that's my big heart

I always bring the light

But I play in the dark

When these n***as wanna roll some

Then you know who they hit up

And these bitches gunna talk shit

But I ain't the one who broke them and left off

I know these n***as gonna hate this

Cuz I'm the muf*ckin truth tella

And no I'll never ever out them,

In my Jeep, having convos with a bank teller


N***as watch while I do this

But they could never understand it,

How a fag that is dark skinned,

Became the reason all the baddies claiming "that bitch"

Been driving, and I've never used a stick shift

But I know how to make a n***a come quick,

When he's sleep, get my money, use his thumbprint

Then I dip, burn an L, and bump the Pinkprint


Put the money in my hand,

Don't say that love don't cost a thang

Put the money in my hand,

Don't say you only want a friend

Put the money in my hand,

Cuz lust gon cost a couple bands,

Put the money in my hand,

Cuz that ain't something that I lend


Yo, now all you lookin ass n***as, don't even look at me,

I gave y'all third eye chances, to prove that potentially,

But still y'all f*cked up, three strikes, and y'all still won't be out,

Yet I'm still leveling up, still looking right, still smoking that loud.


Now I got a new man, and he on his bankroll

His name is that bag, and he do me right tho

And when we f*ckin, it's called so successful,

Bitch you know I keep that tight hole.


Put the money in my hand,

Don't say that love don't cost a thang

Put the money in my hand,

Don't say you only want a friend

Put the money in my hand,

Cuz lust gon cost a couple bands,

Put the money in my hand,

Cuz that ain't something that I lend

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And now he's out there all alone,

Wandering and traveling,

His soul, he's still searching.

All that I've dreamed for you.

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