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Money Talk Video (MV)




Performed By: Lord Zuela
Length: 2:53
Written by: Ivan Brizuela




Lord Zuela - Money Talk Lyrics




(Chorus 1)

Have you ever felt a vibe from her

Caught them eyes from her

She got them thighs on her

Making you sin in front of God for her

You wanna ride for her

You might just die for her

Let's get real

You might even kill

Homicide for her

Come on


(Chorus 2)

Estoy hablando de mi dinero

Y calculando dónde está mi lana

A mi no me hacen el pen****

La traigo siempre controlada


(Verse 1)

Hand hurt

Neck hurt

Back hurt

Si

Chambeando en mi cama

I don't ever go to Sleep

Ganado por mi raza

Y mi familia no defeat

And Imma make that quap

With a side of fu**** cheese


(Chorus 3)

Money talk Money talk Money talk

What's it's say Multiply andale

What's it's say Multiply andale

Money talk Money talk Money talk

When I walk is a walk Money walk

When I walk is a walk Money walk


(Chorus 1)

Have you ever felt a vibe from her

Caught them eyes from her

She got them thighs on her

Making you sin in front of God for her

You wanna ride for her

You might just die for her

Let's get real

You might even kill

Homicide for her

Come on


(Chorus 2)

Estoy hablando de mi dinero

Y calculando dónde está mi lana

A mi no me hacen el pen****

La traigo siempre controlada


Girls grills clothes

Imma cop that fu**** Benz

Got so much ice on me

Now copin for my friends

I saw your girl watching me

Ya I took her don't pretend

And all this f*ckin cribs

Ours we don't pay for rent


Money talk Money talk Money talk

What's it's say Multiply andale

What's it's say Multiply andale

Money talk Money talk Money talk

When I walk is a walk Money walk

When I walk is a walk Money walk


Money talk

When I got designer it's a money walk

Ride around town like I'm ridin hot

Puff the gas loud now I'm finna drop

But I pick up

Cuz now I got a whole fu**** team with me

And my whole fam love to get green wit me

Don't gotta compete no jealousy

Cop a Ben baller piece to find peace in me



Estoy hablando en mi dinero

Y calculando dónde está mi lana

A mi no me hacen el pen****


Have you ever felt a vibe from her

Caught them eyes from her

She got them thighs on her

Making you sin in front of God for her

You wanna ride for her

You might just die for her

Let's get real

You might even kill

Homicide for her

Come on
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(Chorus 1)

Have you ever felt a vibe from her

Caught them eyes from her

She got them thighs on her

Making you sin in front of God for her

You wanna ride for her

You might just die for her

Let's get real

You might even kill

Homicide for her

Come on


(Chorus 2)

Estoy hablando de mi dinero

Y calculando dónde está mi lana

A mi no me hacen el pen****

La traigo siempre controlada


(Verse 1)

Hand hurt

Neck hurt

Back hurt

Si

Chambeando en mi cama

I don't ever go to Sleep

Ganado por mi raza

Y mi familia no defeat

And Imma make that quap

With a side of fu**** cheese


(Chorus 3)

Money talk Money talk Money talk

What's it's say Multiply andale

What's it's say Multiply andale

Money talk Money talk Money talk

When I walk is a walk Money walk

When I walk is a walk Money walk


(Chorus 1)

Have you ever felt a vibe from her

Caught them eyes from her

She got them thighs on her

Making you sin in front of God for her

You wanna ride for her

You might just die for her

Let's get real

You might even kill

Homicide for her

Come on


(Chorus 2)

Estoy hablando de mi dinero

Y calculando dónde está mi lana

A mi no me hacen el pen****

La traigo siempre controlada


Girls grills clothes

Imma cop that fu**** Benz

Got so much ice on me

Now copin for my friends

I saw your girl watching me

Ya I took her don't pretend

And all this f*ckin cribs

Ours we don't pay for rent


Money talk Money talk Money talk

What's it's say Multiply andale

What's it's say Multiply andale

Money talk Money talk Money talk

When I walk is a walk Money walk

When I walk is a walk Money walk


Money talk

When I got designer it's a money walk

Ride around town like I'm ridin hot

Puff the gas loud now I'm finna drop

But I pick up

Cuz now I got a whole fu**** team with me

And my whole fam love to get green wit me

Don't gotta compete no jealousy

Cop a Ben baller piece to find peace in me



Estoy hablando en mi dinero

Y calculando dónde está mi lana

A mi no me hacen el pen****


Have you ever felt a vibe from her

Caught them eyes from her

She got them thighs on her

Making you sin in front of God for her

You wanna ride for her

You might just die for her

Let's get real

You might even kill

Homicide for her

Come on
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Writer: Ivan Brizuela
Copyright: Lyrics © BRIZZ PUBLISHING

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