Money crazy, ran it up, I got money now
My shooter gun 'em down
That's a hundred thousand
Say you gon' keep me up, but you left
Ain't that childish?
More like lousy, get the guap
Then get stylish
Like I wanna keep you up, lil' baby
Don't hold no mileage
The mansion, a castle, a palace
Hop in that Beam and see how fast it gets
Sit on my side, baby
Like you can't lie, baby
You just tend to lie, crazy
The money came in, I'm flushing it out
Is you getting money? I don't know
Hop in that Beam, I'm out
I 'bout to put that bitch in sport mode
Hold on, slow your roll
I know some shit they don't know
Move along I'm on the road
My car pushin' through the go zone
Money crazy, ran it up, I got money now
My shooter gun 'еm down
That's a hundred thousand
Say you gon' keep me up, but you left
Ain't that childish?
Morе like lousy, get the guap
Then get stylish
Jace! - Stylish Lyrics
Jace! - Stylish Lyrics
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Money crazy, ran it up, I got money now
My shooter gun 'em down
That's a hundred thousand
Say you gon' keep me up, but you left
Ain't that childish?
More like lousy, get the guap
Then get stylish
Like I wanna keep you up, lil' baby
Don't hold no mileage
The mansion, a castle, a palace
Hop in that Beam and see how fast it gets
Sit on my side, baby
Like you can't lie, baby
You just tend to lie, crazy
The money came in, I'm flushing it out
Is you getting money? I don't know
Hop in that Beam, I'm out
I 'bout to put that bitch in sport mode
Hold on, slow your roll
I know some shit they don't know
Move along I'm on the road
My car pushin' through the go zone
Money crazy, ran it up, I got money now
My shooter gun 'еm down
That's a hundred thousand
Say you gon' keep me up, but you left
Ain't that childish?
Morе like lousy, get the guap
Then get stylish
My shooter gun 'em down
That's a hundred thousand
Say you gon' keep me up, but you left
Ain't that childish?
More like lousy, get the guap
Then get stylish
Like I wanna keep you up, lil' baby
Don't hold no mileage
The mansion, a castle, a palace
Hop in that Beam and see how fast it gets
Sit on my side, baby
Like you can't lie, baby
You just tend to lie, crazy
The money came in, I'm flushing it out
Is you getting money? I don't know
Hop in that Beam, I'm out
I 'bout to put that bitch in sport mode
Hold on, slow your roll
I know some shit they don't know
Move along I'm on the road
My car pushin' through the go zone
Money crazy, ran it up, I got money now
My shooter gun 'еm down
That's a hundred thousand
Say you gon' keep me up, but you left
Ain't that childish?
Morе like lousy, get the guap
Then get stylish