Money Walk Lyrics

(No way, Hozay)

Woah, woah, uh

Yeah, yeah, woah, woah

Let's go, yeah, let's go, let's go

Yeah (Yeah)

These niggas be triflin', they pockets on E

These niggas be pussy, they ain't fucking with me

They already know but I'm drivin' a T (I'm drivin' a what?)

Yeah (Huh), they could've been one of yours, but they out of your league

If she fuck wit' the opps, she ain't for the team

Like A Boogie, I'm makin' 'em bleed, uh

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), I'm mighty fatigued

Thirty bullets, yeah, he received (Grrah)

C6, I got the need for speed (Uh-huh, speed, speed)

Let the chopper sing like TLC (Phew)

Just told this hoe she ain't worth 50 cent, bitch, you know I'm a P-I-M-P

Yeah (Phew)

These niggas be triflin', they pockets on E

These niggas be pussy, they ain't fucking with me (Uh-huh)

They already know but I'm drivin' a T

Yeah, they coulda been one of yours, but they out of your league

If she fuck wit the opps, she ain't for the team

Like A Boogie, I'm makin' 'em bleed

Yeah

These niggas be triflin', they pockets on E

These niggas be pussy, they ain't fucking with me

They already know but I'm drivin' a T

Yeah, they could've been one of yours, but they out of your league

If she fuck wit' the opps, she ain't for the team

Like A Boogie, I'm makin' 'em bleed

I do my money walk, I do not stop

I do my money walk, I do not stop

I do my money walk, I do my money walk

I do my money walk, I do my money walk

I do my money walk, I do not stop (Keep goin')

I do my money walk, I do not stop (Keep goin', lil nigga)

I do my money walk, I do my money walk

I do my money walk, I do my money walk

Ice, diamonds, you checking me out

He talkin' all hard, just shut your mouth

Watch what you say, these niggas will rat you out

Thanks for the blessin' of this route

These niggas know what I'm about

I ain't worried, he shoots like he Curry

If we catch a opp, its gon get muddy

It's D.I.A., yeah, dead in action

Bust down Rollie, avalanche

Old bitch, average

And you know I'm gettin' doubted, kid

And you know I'm gettin' doubted, kid

You know I don't give a shit

These niggas be bitches

Street niggas gettin rags to riches

Uh, rags to riches

Fuckin' this bitch, her ass gon' clap

Why these niggas be doubtin' the facts?

.40 got a drum round its gon' blast off

Walk down, no mask off

Like Glizock, I'll pop you like pain killer

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know I'm self-made, nigga

Yeah (Yeah)

These niggas be triflin', they pockets on E

These niggas be pussy, they ain't fucking with me

They already know but I'm drivin' a T

Yeah, they could've been one of yours, but they out of your league

If she fuck wit' the opps, she ain't for the team

Like A Boogie, I'm makin' 'em bleed