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Mookie Motonio - Show Me the Money Lyrics



Mookie Motonio - Show Me the Money Lyrics




Get to the money be the only option I pop the rubberband and make a deposit the money counter kind of got me excited I kill em wit kindness and leave em in silence if she ain't a Goddess then baby I promise I'll find another b**** and I'm being honest this s*** is ironic I'm stayin anonymous people really hate to see when you're profiting well (yeah aye) haters probably gettin tired of me N***** wanna throw a shot at me I'm who they try to be Gods favorite I gotta be get mo chances than monopoly I'm a community why the f*** you livin out of yo means I ain't really gotta show you the proof you gon believe me when you see me in a Maserati and that b**** missin a roof they f***** wit me cuz I'm hot now. Where was y'all on them cold days? Bad b**** and she dumb thick the way she ride d*** she got road rage. Up the way I'm Soufside b**** I'm the current n**** f*** a wave. Motonio player made and I ain't never left my hoe phase.

Show me the money
My n**** show me the money
N***** ain't real no mo yeah aye
Show me the money
My n**** show me the money
N***** ain't real no mo yeah aye

N***** all up in they feelings they hate to see a n**** winnin that's from the beginnin they want to be in your position but they ain't even got the grind and they don't got the vision we get the money with precision we add and multiply the paper and then do division and split the money with them real n***** gettin money wit some real n***** Mook Dawg in his bag tho chillin wit my n**** back door teachin n***** how to be a player so they always see me wit them bad hoes remember back when I was flat broke? Now you can picture me rollin wit a foreign b**** who black and Mongolian make um salty like a whole lot of sodium yeah n***** always want to try me and talk crazy on the I.G BUT talkin wild on my I.G a get you hooked up to that IV drum loaded on the tommy wit them bald heads like Tommy gota crazy girl slim thick wit a fat booty like Tommy I ain't wit the Love and Hip Hip b**** you better have that drip drop man these n***** worse than these hoes they a bunch of groupies love to click hop all this hatin goin on around me I'll be more than happy when the s*** stop. Drop it of we ain't gotta talk gon put the money in the ziploc

Show me the money
My n**** show me the money
Show me the money
My n**** show me the money
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Get to the money be the only option I pop the rubberband and make a deposit the money counter kind of got me excited I kill em wit kindness and leave em in silence if she ain't a Goddess then baby I promise I'll find another b**** and I'm being honest this s*** is ironic I'm stayin anonymous people really hate to see when you're profiting well (yeah aye) haters probably gettin tired of me N***** wanna throw a shot at me I'm who they try to be Gods favorite I gotta be get mo chances than monopoly I'm a community why the f*** you livin out of yo means I ain't really gotta show you the proof you gon believe me when you see me in a Maserati and that b**** missin a roof they f***** wit me cuz I'm hot now. Where was y'all on them cold days? Bad b**** and she dumb thick the way she ride d*** she got road rage. Up the way I'm Soufside b**** I'm the current n**** f*** a wave. Motonio player made and I ain't never left my hoe phase.

Show me the money
My n**** show me the money
N***** ain't real no mo yeah aye
Show me the money
My n**** show me the money
N***** ain't real no mo yeah aye

N***** all up in they feelings they hate to see a n**** winnin that's from the beginnin they want to be in your position but they ain't even got the grind and they don't got the vision we get the money with precision we add and multiply the paper and then do division and split the money with them real n***** gettin money wit some real n***** Mook Dawg in his bag tho chillin wit my n**** back door teachin n***** how to be a player so they always see me wit them bad hoes remember back when I was flat broke? Now you can picture me rollin wit a foreign b**** who black and Mongolian make um salty like a whole lot of sodium yeah n***** always want to try me and talk crazy on the I.G BUT talkin wild on my I.G a get you hooked up to that IV drum loaded on the tommy wit them bald heads like Tommy gota crazy girl slim thick wit a fat booty like Tommy I ain't wit the Love and Hip Hip b**** you better have that drip drop man these n***** worse than these hoes they a bunch of groupies love to click hop all this hatin goin on around me I'll be more than happy when the s*** stop. Drop it of we ain't gotta talk gon put the money in the ziploc

Show me the money
My n**** show me the money
Show me the money
My n**** show me the money
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