Yeah, yeah, yeah
I know you been workin'
Yeah
(Damn, Trademark)
I know you been workin'
She got Chanel and them Birkins
She got Dior and Bottega boots
Cashin' out, I copped another coupe
I paid them extra to chop the roof
Took her to go get some Hermès
And post up, we eatin' room service
Lil' mama know she deserve it
Mercedes truck, I'm talkin' AMG
Make 'em film with her like it's AMC
I'm pushin' the whip, this shit European
I might wake up and fly to the Caribbeans
We f*ck on the beach, she got sand in her hair
Unisex Louis, got his and her pair
Gallery jeans, at the bottom got the flair
2K for this hoodie, it came from DSquared2
Blick on my hip, so I'm stayin' prepared
Mittens and beanie, they came from Moncler
Everything I cop it get like one wear
Don't agitate us, you don't wanna go there
That pussy so good that these hoes don't compare
Yeah, that pussy so good that I had to double back
I don't want that shirt if it's on the clearance rack
We both got on Gucci like we the perfect match
The pack wasn't it, told 'em send another batch
She f*ck with the kid, she say she love a nigga touch
Ain't cappin' when I say I'll get a nigga touched
Amiri jeans with the stars on 'em
Damn, Big Money be droppin' bars on 'em
Buyin' real estate, I'm Grant Cardone
The trenches greet me with their arms open
Hoppin' out I got my charm glowin'
Hoppin' out I got this fire showin', for real
Everybody ain't goin'
I'd rather die than let you take from me
They like hurry and drop a tape, Money
Scared money don't make money
Courtside, I'm with the Atlanta Hawks
With a bitch who favor Miracle Watts
They know we stand on top of shit
She got Chanel and them Birkins
She got Dior and Bottega boots
Cashin' out, I copped another coupe
I paid them extra to chop the roof
Took her to go get some Hermès
And post up, we eatin' room service
Lil' mama know she deserve it
Mercedes truck, I'm talkin' AMG
Make 'em film with her like it's AMC
I'm pushin' the whip, this shit European
I might wake up and fly to the Caribbeans
We f*ck on the beach, she got sand in her hair
Unisex Louis, got his and her pair
Gallery jeans, at the bottom got the flair
2K for this hoodie, it came from DSquared2
Money Man - Double Back Lyrics
Money Man - Double Back Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
I know you been workin'
Yeah
(Damn, Trademark)
I know you been workin'
She got Chanel and them Birkins
She got Dior and Bottega boots
Cashin' out, I copped another coupe
I paid them extra to chop the roof
Took her to go get some Hermès
And post up, we eatin' room service
Lil' mama know she deserve it
Mercedes truck, I'm talkin' AMG
Make 'em film with her like it's AMC
I'm pushin' the whip, this shit European
I might wake up and fly to the Caribbeans
We f*ck on the beach, she got sand in her hair
Unisex Louis, got his and her pair
Gallery jeans, at the bottom got the flair
2K for this hoodie, it came from DSquared2
Blick on my hip, so I'm stayin' prepared
Mittens and beanie, they came from Moncler
Everything I cop it get like one wear
Don't agitate us, you don't wanna go there
That pussy so good that these hoes don't compare
Yeah, that pussy so good that I had to double back
I don't want that shirt if it's on the clearance rack
We both got on Gucci like we the perfect match
The pack wasn't it, told 'em send another batch
She f*ck with the kid, she say she love a nigga touch
Ain't cappin' when I say I'll get a nigga touched
Amiri jeans with the stars on 'em
Damn, Big Money be droppin' bars on 'em
Buyin' real estate, I'm Grant Cardone
The trenches greet me with their arms open
Hoppin' out I got my charm glowin'
Hoppin' out I got this fire showin', for real
Everybody ain't goin'
I'd rather die than let you take from me
They like hurry and drop a tape, Money
Scared money don't make money
Courtside, I'm with the Atlanta Hawks
With a bitch who favor Miracle Watts
They know we stand on top of shit
She got Chanel and them Birkins
She got Dior and Bottega boots
Cashin' out, I copped another coupe
I paid them extra to chop the roof
Took her to go get some Hermès
And post up, we eatin' room service
Lil' mama know she deserve it
Mercedes truck, I'm talkin' AMG
Make 'em film with her like it's AMC
I'm pushin' the whip, this shit European
I might wake up and fly to the Caribbeans
We f*ck on the beach, she got sand in her hair
Unisex Louis, got his and her pair
Gallery jeans, at the bottom got the flair
2K for this hoodie, it came from DSquared2
I know you been workin'
Yeah
(Damn, Trademark)
I know you been workin'
She got Chanel and them Birkins
She got Dior and Bottega boots
Cashin' out, I copped another coupe
I paid them extra to chop the roof
Took her to go get some Hermès
And post up, we eatin' room service
Lil' mama know she deserve it
Mercedes truck, I'm talkin' AMG
Make 'em film with her like it's AMC
I'm pushin' the whip, this shit European
I might wake up and fly to the Caribbeans
We f*ck on the beach, she got sand in her hair
Unisex Louis, got his and her pair
Gallery jeans, at the bottom got the flair
2K for this hoodie, it came from DSquared2
Blick on my hip, so I'm stayin' prepared
Mittens and beanie, they came from Moncler
Everything I cop it get like one wear
Don't agitate us, you don't wanna go there
That pussy so good that these hoes don't compare
Yeah, that pussy so good that I had to double back
I don't want that shirt if it's on the clearance rack
We both got on Gucci like we the perfect match
The pack wasn't it, told 'em send another batch
She f*ck with the kid, she say she love a nigga touch
Ain't cappin' when I say I'll get a nigga touched
Amiri jeans with the stars on 'em
Damn, Big Money be droppin' bars on 'em
Buyin' real estate, I'm Grant Cardone
The trenches greet me with their arms open
Hoppin' out I got my charm glowin'
Hoppin' out I got this fire showin', for real
Everybody ain't goin'
I'd rather die than let you take from me
They like hurry and drop a tape, Money
Scared money don't make money
Courtside, I'm with the Atlanta Hawks
With a bitch who favor Miracle Watts
They know we stand on top of shit
She got Chanel and them Birkins
She got Dior and Bottega boots
Cashin' out, I copped another coupe
I paid them extra to chop the roof
Took her to go get some Hermès
And post up, we eatin' room service
Lil' mama know she deserve it
Mercedes truck, I'm talkin' AMG
Make 'em film with her like it's AMC
I'm pushin' the whip, this shit European
I might wake up and fly to the Caribbeans
We f*ck on the beach, she got sand in her hair
Unisex Louis, got his and her pair
Gallery jeans, at the bottom got the flair
2K for this hoodie, it came from DSquared2
Writer: Tysen Jay Bolding
Copyright: Lyrics © Vydia, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Vydia, Inc.