Why ft. M.O.B Made Of Black Lyrics

Ussh Hahah yeaheahaha

Gang gang

Eh Yeahahaha haha yeah

Uhuhuhqh gang

Gang gang, Eh

Why you tripping on me?, why you wanna be around me?

Tell me what ya looking for?

Money gain my heart, money ran away

Money is what I'm looking for, searching for all night along

Marijuana said she wanna be my darling, darling

You know you're my darling, I don't know nothing

I'm just doing my things, tryna make new things

And it turning to good things

All the beautiful things in life is nothing

Yeah, yeah, yeah, why, why?

Why, why?

I'm getting high, high

Something running in my brain

I'm gettin' high high

Oh why why, why why?

Something running in my brain

I'm gettin' high, i'm gettin' high

I'm gettin' high

Bitch I ain't handsome, but am dating the sexiest thing on earth

I fuck with money, after that it makes me fuck the sexiest

You ain't gotta act so real with me, if you are you ain't to tell

And going more than silent, now after I bought a beast spec

A lil bit after business, he started acting different

Told him nigga chill the money, lil we gon' run up more sacks

I knew he ain't feeling that, the money too much for him

He so stupid to think the thousand too long for him

But I was going but now I'm back

I stand on my feet cause i really see nobody

I can't really see nobody, I don't really need nobody

Fuck everybody, thuggin in the street

Just for making money, just for making money

Money money, make me money

Money yeah, ehn gang gang