(Blame Swagg)
Ooh
She got a body and face, I'm tryna come touch on you (Damn, Marley, you fired this up)
First I go find me a method and then I go work my move
I gotta keep me a fire because the streets so cruel (Juice me up, OJ)
Kind of barbaric, it ain't my fault, I was raised by wolves
You know that that 'ganic got stuck to the side of these Jimmy Choos
This 'Za is the best, so you know that I'm chargin' these niggas like fools
My niggas is treacherous, you know I'm hangin' with goblins and ghouls
I trap with a scale and a blick with a switch
Glock 19, that bitch having some kick
Stand in the kitchen and cook up a brick
Started off lil', I was servin' them nicks
Got virgins, send a lil' bitch at the opps
For certain, we gon' put two in his top
Spit sermons, street niggas love when I drop
Determined, we found a way out the block
Consistent, you know I'm flooding the cake
Equipment, we finna grow in this place
Delivery, I bring this shit to your county
Four pockets full in the Gucci store, browsing
I'm havin' pull, I got hitters around me
Got shooters like Putin, they gon' pick up the bounty
Pacific, diamonds, they lookin' like water
Statistics, we havin' humongous orders
Marble, I paid a grip for the flooring
Squabbles, beat him, he wasn't respectful
Models ridin' with me in the foreign
Gospel, big Money music essential
Bathroom look like a villa, but local
Laptop filled up with addies and socials
Backdrop Venice 'cause this money global
Gumdrop, 41, that's what I be blowin'
Ooh, I got a thing for you
Cash out a chain for you
But I can't change for you
Ooh
Rocking Rick Owens, they blue
Copy my words, I'm gon' sue
Gorillas, we live in a zoo
.308, no .22
Ooh
She got a body and face, I'm tryna come touch on you
First I'm go find me a method and then I go work my move
I gotta keep me a fire because the streets so cruel
Kind of barbaric, it ain't my fault, I was raised by wolves
You know that that 'ganic got stuck to the side of these Jimmy Choos
This 'za is the best, so you know that I'm chargin' these niggas like fools
My niggas is treacherous, you know I'm hangin' with goblins and ghouls
Ooh
Money Man - My Move Lyrics
Money Man - My Move Lyrics
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(Blame Swagg)
Ooh
She got a body and face, I'm tryna come touch on you (Damn, Marley, you fired this up)
First I go find me a method and then I go work my move
I gotta keep me a fire because the streets so cruel (Juice me up, OJ)
Kind of barbaric, it ain't my fault, I was raised by wolves
You know that that 'ganic got stuck to the side of these Jimmy Choos
This 'Za is the best, so you know that I'm chargin' these niggas like fools
My niggas is treacherous, you know I'm hangin' with goblins and ghouls
I trap with a scale and a blick with a switch
Glock 19, that bitch having some kick
Stand in the kitchen and cook up a brick
Started off lil', I was servin' them nicks
Got virgins, send a lil' bitch at the opps
For certain, we gon' put two in his top
Spit sermons, street niggas love when I drop
Determined, we found a way out the block
Consistent, you know I'm flooding the cake
Equipment, we finna grow in this place
Delivery, I bring this shit to your county
Four pockets full in the Gucci store, browsing
I'm havin' pull, I got hitters around me
Got shooters like Putin, they gon' pick up the bounty
Pacific, diamonds, they lookin' like water
Statistics, we havin' humongous orders
Marble, I paid a grip for the flooring
Squabbles, beat him, he wasn't respectful
Models ridin' with me in the foreign
Gospel, big Money music essential
Bathroom look like a villa, but local
Laptop filled up with addies and socials
Backdrop Venice 'cause this money global
Gumdrop, 41, that's what I be blowin'
Ooh, I got a thing for you
Cash out a chain for you
But I can't change for you
Ooh
Rocking Rick Owens, they blue
Copy my words, I'm gon' sue
Gorillas, we live in a zoo
.308, no .22
Ooh
She got a body and face, I'm tryna come touch on you
First I'm go find me a method and then I go work my move
I gotta keep me a fire because the streets so cruel
Kind of barbaric, it ain't my fault, I was raised by wolves
You know that that 'ganic got stuck to the side of these Jimmy Choos
This 'za is the best, so you know that I'm chargin' these niggas like fools
My niggas is treacherous, you know I'm hangin' with goblins and ghouls
Ooh
Ooh
She got a body and face, I'm tryna come touch on you (Damn, Marley, you fired this up)
First I go find me a method and then I go work my move
I gotta keep me a fire because the streets so cruel (Juice me up, OJ)
Kind of barbaric, it ain't my fault, I was raised by wolves
You know that that 'ganic got stuck to the side of these Jimmy Choos
This 'Za is the best, so you know that I'm chargin' these niggas like fools
My niggas is treacherous, you know I'm hangin' with goblins and ghouls
I trap with a scale and a blick with a switch
Glock 19, that bitch having some kick
Stand in the kitchen and cook up a brick
Started off lil', I was servin' them nicks
Got virgins, send a lil' bitch at the opps
For certain, we gon' put two in his top
Spit sermons, street niggas love when I drop
Determined, we found a way out the block
Consistent, you know I'm flooding the cake
Equipment, we finna grow in this place
Delivery, I bring this shit to your county
Four pockets full in the Gucci store, browsing
I'm havin' pull, I got hitters around me
Got shooters like Putin, they gon' pick up the bounty
Pacific, diamonds, they lookin' like water
Statistics, we havin' humongous orders
Marble, I paid a grip for the flooring
Squabbles, beat him, he wasn't respectful
Models ridin' with me in the foreign
Gospel, big Money music essential
Bathroom look like a villa, but local
Laptop filled up with addies and socials
Backdrop Venice 'cause this money global
Gumdrop, 41, that's what I be blowin'
Ooh, I got a thing for you
Cash out a chain for you
But I can't change for you
Ooh
Rocking Rick Owens, they blue
Copy my words, I'm gon' sue
Gorillas, we live in a zoo
.308, no .22
Ooh
She got a body and face, I'm tryna come touch on you
First I'm go find me a method and then I go work my move
I gotta keep me a fire because the streets so cruel
Kind of barbaric, it ain't my fault, I was raised by wolves
You know that that 'ganic got stuck to the side of these Jimmy Choos
This 'za is the best, so you know that I'm chargin' these niggas like fools
My niggas is treacherous, you know I'm hangin' with goblins and ghouls
Ooh
Writer: Tysen Jay Bolding
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Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING