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Money Songtext

Yeah, you feelin′ that right there?
Yeah, uh, that's that NASA
Fatlip, check it, uh

One time for your mind in the place
Fatlip rip that beat with that bass
Boom bap, bringin′ back the clips
My haters wanna stop my shine like an eclipse
But I'm in the whip, like Felli Fel on the cell
Feelin' good, doin′ well, you can tell
By the hoes that′s with me, the clothes that fit me
I don't give a fuck if you dough doughs don′t get me

What I said's over your head like a dark cloud
You in the crowd like a bitch tryna bark loud
All the while tryna bite my philosophy
Only problem is, punk, you not me
Even I can′t stop me from sellin' some copies
I want my shit to flop so DV drop me


It′s the man with the plan to expand with the rhyme
I'm comin' here to hit ya (One time)
Gettin′ dough, but I don′t commit no crime
Already had a felony (One time)
From the peach to the plum to the lemon to the lime
Baby, let me see ya shake it (One time)
If you wanna get to the top, gotta climb
You only get to try (One time)

One time for your mind in the place

I rhyme with reason and season my words with grace

You know the name, recognize the face
You thought I fell off? Nah, not the case

I'm a animal, microphone flammable
Eyes on me while I accomplish the impossible
Watch how I do wop, you know it don′t stop
'Bout it when it comes to all the money that I got

Better yet, about to get ′cause I ain't said shit
Until I got a tight crib and a tight bitch
A black and white bitch, mulatto, model
Playboy channel, chillin′ in the grotto
Sippin' on a bottle, I'ma tell ya (One time)
I′m takin′ it back to full throttle
Captain with the fly shit, pilot on auto
Bubble like a Sprite bottle, show 'em my motto


It′s the man with the plan to expand with the rhyme
I'm comin′ here to hit ya (One time)
Gettin' dough, but I don′t commit no crime
Already had a felony (One time)
From the peach to the plum to the lemon to the lime
Baby, let me see ya shake it (One time)
If you wanna get to the top, gotta climb
You only get to try (One time)

One time I was broke

And motherfuckers thought I smoked coke
Even my folks had jokes
Man, fuck all y'all, eat shit, croak
I'm amped up, the champ′s up
Thought I got knocked down in the last round
Heavyweight title, chomp ears when you hear
This is idol, the beat′s suicidal
Killin' it softly with the flow that′s off the chain
Y'all niggas fell off, but I still remain
Hold my own, you choose not to build with the cornerstone

Your mind′s weak like the memo of a coat and as a result
You insult the intelligence of an adult
With your bitch-made, bubble gum, fifth grade

It's the man with the plan to expand with the rhyme
I′m comin' here to hit ya (One time)
Gettin' dough, but I don′t commit no crime
Already had a felony (One time)
From the peach to the plum to the lemon to the lime
Baby, let me see ya shake it (One time)
If you wanna get to the top, gotta climb
You only get to try (One time)

Yeah, haha, Fatlip
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, 2005, 2006, on and on
Yeah, we doin′ it, comin' with a lot of little, uh
Nah, a lot of big shit
Yeah, uh
Yeah
Nah, a lot of big shit
Yeah, uh
Yeah

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