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For Da Money (Radio Edit) Video (MV)




Performed By: Glam Graham
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Darius Rufus, Twanna Graham




Glam Graham - For Da Money (Radio Edit) Lyrics
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I got a team of bad chicks and they nasty
Love to take d*** talk shhh but they classy
Hair and nails done dat's da fashion
If you wanna aaah betta have dat money flashin
Pull up in a Wraith high speed no crashin
Smoke a whole blunt, get ya own I ain't passin
Big bank shhh we just doin this for fun
Big booty b*** taste like Bubblicious Gum ugh
Yeah I said it and I meant it who gon check me
Got em all mad cause this music finna bless me
I don't want the fame I just want them blue faces
Cop me some J's black and white both races
You can't show a stack you should keep ya mouth shut
B*** you dirty and you whack I consider you a mutt
I ain't ever seen you make a purchase since I met you
Wanna talk shhh but you broke so what dat mouth do
This goes out to all my bad, all my bad
Get up on ya feet rock dat goofy out his britches
Make dat booty bounce ooh it's so delicious
Get ya bread up save all of yo riches
Twerk, twerk for da money
Twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk for da money
Now twerk, twerk, twerk for da money
Get ya bag up lil mama don't be twerking for free
Yeah it's fat but my pockets is too
I can spend a check what about you
On God I'm a beast I deserve dis shhh
Throw salt in the game watch me curve dat shhh
Earrings cost more than ya monthly rent
People pray for me to win cause I'm heavenly sent
If you hatin that's a sin you should prolly repent
Thinking Glam ain't gone make it yeah you got me bent
What's a fraud and they friends y'all all real mad
Unhappy with ya life y'all all real sad
Be a cold day in Hell foe you stop my grind
If it ain't about the coins I ain't got no time
I'm talking so much bread I can hardly keep up
Never listen to a hater I'm a boss what the what
200k in 3 months that a real good quarter
Tryna make a couple mill betta hide your daughter
This goes out to all my bad, all my bad
Get up on ya feet rock dat goofy out his britches
Make dat booty bounce ooh it's so delicious
Get ya bread up save all of yo riches
Twerk, twerk for da money
Twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk for da money
Now twerk, twerk, twerk for da money
Get ya bag up lil mama don't be twerking for free
Grab ya toes pop that thang in the air
On God if you ugh make that meat disappear
Make dat goofy throw his bread like it's hot in his hands
Make that big booty bounce if you wanna see bands
Now go left cheek, bounce dat big ol booty bounce it
Go right cheek, bounce that big ol booty bounce it
Go both cheeks, bounce that booty big ol booty
Go both cheeks, bounce that booty big ol booty aah
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English

I got a team of bad chicks and they nasty
Love to take d*** talk shhh but they classy
Hair and nails done dat's da fashion
If you wanna aaah betta have dat money flashin
Pull up in a Wraith high speed no crashin
Smoke a whole blunt, get ya own I ain't passin
Big bank shhh we just doin this for fun
Big booty b*** taste like Bubblicious Gum ugh
Yeah I said it and I meant it who gon check me
Got em all mad cause this music finna bless me
I don't want the fame I just want them blue faces
Cop me some J's black and white both races
You can't show a stack you should keep ya mouth shut
B*** you dirty and you whack I consider you a mutt
I ain't ever seen you make a purchase since I met you
Wanna talk shhh but you broke so what dat mouth do
This goes out to all my bad, all my bad
Get up on ya feet rock dat goofy out his britches
Make dat booty bounce ooh it's so delicious
Get ya bread up save all of yo riches
Twerk, twerk for da money
Twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk for da money
Now twerk, twerk, twerk for da money
Get ya bag up lil mama don't be twerking for free
Yeah it's fat but my pockets is too
I can spend a check what about you
On God I'm a beast I deserve dis shhh
Throw salt in the game watch me curve dat shhh
Earrings cost more than ya monthly rent
People pray for me to win cause I'm heavenly sent
If you hatin that's a sin you should prolly repent
Thinking Glam ain't gone make it yeah you got me bent
What's a fraud and they friends y'all all real mad
Unhappy with ya life y'all all real sad
Be a cold day in Hell foe you stop my grind
If it ain't about the coins I ain't got no time
I'm talking so much bread I can hardly keep up
Never listen to a hater I'm a boss what the what
200k in 3 months that a real good quarter
Tryna make a couple mill betta hide your daughter
This goes out to all my bad, all my bad
Get up on ya feet rock dat goofy out his britches
Make dat booty bounce ooh it's so delicious
Get ya bread up save all of yo riches
Twerk, twerk for da money
Twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk for da money
Now twerk, twerk, twerk for da money
Get ya bag up lil mama don't be twerking for free
Grab ya toes pop that thang in the air
On God if you ugh make that meat disappear
Make dat goofy throw his bread like it's hot in his hands
Make that big booty bounce if you wanna see bands
Now go left cheek, bounce dat big ol booty bounce it
Go right cheek, bounce that big ol booty bounce it
Go both cheeks, bounce that booty big ol booty
Go both cheeks, bounce that booty big ol booty aah
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Writer: Darius Rufus, Twanna Graham
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