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Money Talk Video (MV)




Performed By: Kidr
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: KIDR KIDR
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Kidr - Money Talk Lyrics
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Yeah I'm up on the scene, got a blade and a beam
What you mother f*ckers know 'bout me?
All these god damn bands got a stash of the green
Yeah I really get it on three
Make it flip, make it mother f*cking work
This'll hurt if you really want dirt
Got it first on a beat I'ma murk
I'ma burst right back, I'ma lurk
First of the month, get paid
Hop back to the range
Bitch you better know I ain't playing
If you hate what I'm on you a lame
Get the f*ck out my way
I don't got time, no time for a fake
I'ma pop, I'ma rise like a cake
Never stop, no way I'ma break
I'ma get mine, you should get yours
I'ma get mine, you should get yours
Let the money talk, let the bread work
Let the money talk, let the bread work
Bada bing bada boom
Yeah I got 5, 6 bitches in the room
Ain't it 'bout a bitch that you really wanna cool?
If you ain't got a kid you can slide for the move
Surprise, who knew? I ride with a tool
Your bitch wanna f*ck, I advise you move
I been really 'bout a buck, I don't play by the rules
And I'm finna live it up, out my way you a fool
Big big bread, selling two for forty
Big big bed where your hoe gone blow me
Bitch don't trip I am not your homie
You don't know me, smoking OG
I'ma get mine, you should get yours
I'ma get mine, you should get yours
Let the money talk, let the bread work
Let the money talk, let the bread work
Let the money talk, let the bread work
Let the money talk, let the bread work
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English

Yeah I'm up on the scene, got a blade and a beam
What you mother f*ckers know 'bout me?
All these god damn bands got a stash of the green
Yeah I really get it on three
Make it flip, make it mother f*cking work
This'll hurt if you really want dirt
Got it first on a beat I'ma murk
I'ma burst right back, I'ma lurk
First of the month, get paid
Hop back to the range
Bitch you better know I ain't playing
If you hate what I'm on you a lame
Get the f*ck out my way
I don't got time, no time for a fake
I'ma pop, I'ma rise like a cake
Never stop, no way I'ma break
I'ma get mine, you should get yours
I'ma get mine, you should get yours
Let the money talk, let the bread work
Let the money talk, let the bread work
Bada bing bada boom
Yeah I got 5, 6 bitches in the room
Ain't it 'bout a bitch that you really wanna cool?
If you ain't got a kid you can slide for the move
Surprise, who knew? I ride with a tool
Your bitch wanna f*ck, I advise you move
I been really 'bout a buck, I don't play by the rules
And I'm finna live it up, out my way you a fool
Big big bread, selling two for forty
Big big bed where your hoe gone blow me
Bitch don't trip I am not your homie
You don't know me, smoking OG
I'ma get mine, you should get yours
I'ma get mine, you should get yours
Let the money talk, let the bread work
Let the money talk, let the bread work
Let the money talk, let the bread work
Let the money talk, let the bread work
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Writer: KIDR KIDR
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