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Leek - Money Mitch, Money Mayweather Lyrics



Leek - Money Mitch, Money Mayweather Lyrics
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Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it I'ma make chedder
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it, man I'm way better
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it I'ma make chedder
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it, I was way better
Woah, Money Mayweather
Or call me Money Mitch
Call me Money Mitch
Mitch, Mitch, or Mayweather
Call me Money Mitch
Call me Money Mitch, ah
Or Mayweather
Or Mayweather
I'm way better
I need them grands like the MGM
I f*cked your chick Friday
Three days later I was her MCM
Sometimes you gotta lose a friend so you can win again
Don't ask me 21 questions about these many men
Lame niggas switching the game, this shit insane
Always get a two cent without 50 cents to they name
Compare me to who?
My nigga it just don't make sense
I'm Money Mitch
You Money Mike, another fake pimp
When it come to getting this cash you know I stay with it
Whip like a campsite
You're damn right it stay tinted
So when they throwing that shade, Guess I'mma lay in it
Married to the money so I had to engage in it
Stunt during the May weather
You niggas April fools
Eatin' with my ace I guess you could say we paid in full
Motion pictures but you ain't watching the same movie
Attitude on Radric Davis cause everything Gucci
Except the Louis luggage
A couple rounds in the store I'm like screw a budget
What you do with this type of Leek
You can't use a bucket
All these bands on me thinking that I use a trumpet
Vintage Pumas no sense of humor
Just cut the funny shit
You gon' get your sonny hit
Just trying to play Money Mitch
But that roll was meant for me
I'm the new Mekhi Phifer
Shittin' since a youngin', used to go through five diapers, ah
Niggas better give me my respect
Bout my cash money nigga coming for your neck
And I been told y'all I was way better
The chick hotter than June but I'm May weather
Was I late? Never
Cause all I had to do was show up, make cheddar
Call me Mayweather
Or Money Mitch, yall was on some funny shit
Yall was on some bummy shit
Bummy shit
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it I'ma make chedder
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it, man I'm way better
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it I'ma make chedder
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it, I was way better
Woah, Money Mayweather
Or call me Money Mitch
Call me Money Mitch
Mitch, Mitch, or Mayweather
Call me Money Mitch
Call me Money Mitch, ah
Or Mayweather
Or Mayweather
I'm way better
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Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it I'ma make chedder
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it, man I'm way better
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it I'ma make chedder
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it, I was way better
Woah, Money Mayweather
Or call me Money Mitch
Call me Money Mitch
Mitch, Mitch, or Mayweather
Call me Money Mitch
Call me Money Mitch, ah
Or Mayweather
Or Mayweather
I'm way better
I need them grands like the MGM
I f*cked your chick Friday
Three days later I was her MCM
Sometimes you gotta lose a friend so you can win again
Don't ask me 21 questions about these many men
Lame niggas switching the game, this shit insane
Always get a two cent without 50 cents to they name
Compare me to who?
My nigga it just don't make sense
I'm Money Mitch
You Money Mike, another fake pimp
When it come to getting this cash you know I stay with it
Whip like a campsite
You're damn right it stay tinted
So when they throwing that shade, Guess I'mma lay in it
Married to the money so I had to engage in it
Stunt during the May weather
You niggas April fools
Eatin' with my ace I guess you could say we paid in full
Motion pictures but you ain't watching the same movie
Attitude on Radric Davis cause everything Gucci
Except the Louis luggage
A couple rounds in the store I'm like screw a budget
What you do with this type of Leek
You can't use a bucket
All these bands on me thinking that I use a trumpet
Vintage Pumas no sense of humor
Just cut the funny shit
You gon' get your sonny hit
Just trying to play Money Mitch
But that roll was meant for me
I'm the new Mekhi Phifer
Shittin' since a youngin', used to go through five diapers, ah
Niggas better give me my respect
Bout my cash money nigga coming for your neck
And I been told y'all I was way better
The chick hotter than June but I'm May weather
Was I late? Never
Cause all I had to do was show up, make cheddar
Call me Mayweather
Or Money Mitch, yall was on some funny shit
Yall was on some bummy shit
Bummy shit
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it I'ma make chedder
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it, man I'm way better
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it I'ma make chedder
Call me Money Mitch or Money Mayweather
Either way you put it, I was way better
Woah, Money Mayweather
Or call me Money Mitch
Call me Money Mitch
Mitch, Mitch, or Mayweather
Call me Money Mitch
Call me Money Mitch, ah
Or Mayweather
Or Mayweather
I'm way better
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Writer: Tyleek Jones
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Language: English
Length: 3:36
Written by: Tyleek Jones

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