Know you smell this money nigga
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Know you smell this money nigga
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Unh, came up with the play Trap Van Grundy nigga
Know you smell this money nigga
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Money on the floor, money in my hand
Weighing up the work, money in the bed
Money come up short, something outta sort
F*ckin with the work, money on yo head
Unh, pull up in some really dumb shit
Big Daddy Yay, who yo niggas bitches f*ck with
I get paid, every time a nigga hit a function
I got niggas always with me, bound to get in something
What's the deal bitch, what's the word hoe, who you waiting on
I got bottles lined up, so what you drinking on
If you came here with some niggas, we gone send them home
I got plenty niggas hating wanna see me gone
Yay, loyalty is everything with me
I'm gone ride for all my niggas and my niggas ride for me
I got recipes and they are only for my eyes to see
Too much money to be making for my ass to fall asleep, don't fall asleep
Money on the floor, money in my hand
Weighing up the work, money in the bed
Money come up short, something outta sort
F*ckin with the work, money on yo head
Unh, 40 when I shoot
Mask on my head, you heard what I said, bitch give me the loot
Cotton candy on the coupe
Bitch you love how everything be fine and dandy with no roof
What's your plan, you have dinner with yo man
Or yo turn up for the night, this yo muthaf*ckin chance
Hit the strip club, see them bitches do they dance
Fire up the wood, throwing money at her friends
Aye, you know who I am, yeah baby I'm a boss
So much drug money, I can tell you when it's off
I can pay your rent with these Yves Saint Laurents
Feel like Lil George, I got that muthaf*ckin sauce
Niggas gotta problem, tell me what's the f*ckin noise
Ridin 'round the city with my muthaf*ckin boys
Is you gang or not, nigga tell me what's your choice
Bitch how you the plug when I'm the muthaf*ckin source
Yeah you know that I'm the source
Money on the floor, money in my hand
Weighing up the work, money in the bed
Money come up short, something outta sort
F*ckin with the work, money on yo head
Money on the floor, money in my hand
Weighing up the work, money in the bed
Money come up short, something outta sort
F*ckin with the work, money on yo head
Know you smell this money nigga
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Know you smell this money nigga (Trap Van Gundy)
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Yay.Nx - Wiz Money Lyrics
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Know you smell this money nigga
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Know you smell this money nigga
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Unh, came up with the play Trap Van Grundy nigga
Know you smell this money nigga
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Money on the floor, money in my hand
Weighing up the work, money in the bed
Money come up short, something outta sort
F*ckin with the work, money on yo head
Unh, pull up in some really dumb shit
Big Daddy Yay, who yo niggas bitches f*ck with
I get paid, every time a nigga hit a function
I got niggas always with me, bound to get in something
What's the deal bitch, what's the word hoe, who you waiting on
I got bottles lined up, so what you drinking on
If you came here with some niggas, we gone send them home
I got plenty niggas hating wanna see me gone
Yay, loyalty is everything with me
I'm gone ride for all my niggas and my niggas ride for me
I got recipes and they are only for my eyes to see
Too much money to be making for my ass to fall asleep, don't fall asleep
Money on the floor, money in my hand
Weighing up the work, money in the bed
Money come up short, something outta sort
F*ckin with the work, money on yo head
Unh, 40 when I shoot
Mask on my head, you heard what I said, bitch give me the loot
Cotton candy on the coupe
Bitch you love how everything be fine and dandy with no roof
What's your plan, you have dinner with yo man
Or yo turn up for the night, this yo muthaf*ckin chance
Hit the strip club, see them bitches do they dance
Fire up the wood, throwing money at her friends
Aye, you know who I am, yeah baby I'm a boss
So much drug money, I can tell you when it's off
I can pay your rent with these Yves Saint Laurents
Feel like Lil George, I got that muthaf*ckin sauce
Niggas gotta problem, tell me what's the f*ckin noise
Ridin 'round the city with my muthaf*ckin boys
Is you gang or not, nigga tell me what's your choice
Bitch how you the plug when I'm the muthaf*ckin source
Yeah you know that I'm the source
Money on the floor, money in my hand
Weighing up the work, money in the bed
Money come up short, something outta sort
F*ckin with the work, money on yo head
Money on the floor, money in my hand
Weighing up the work, money in the bed
Money come up short, something outta sort
F*ckin with the work, money on yo head
Know you smell this money nigga
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Know you smell this money nigga (Trap Van Gundy)
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Know you smell this money nigga
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Unh, came up with the play Trap Van Grundy nigga
Know you smell this money nigga
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Money on the floor, money in my hand
Weighing up the work, money in the bed
Money come up short, something outta sort
F*ckin with the work, money on yo head
Unh, pull up in some really dumb shit
Big Daddy Yay, who yo niggas bitches f*ck with
I get paid, every time a nigga hit a function
I got niggas always with me, bound to get in something
What's the deal bitch, what's the word hoe, who you waiting on
I got bottles lined up, so what you drinking on
If you came here with some niggas, we gone send them home
I got plenty niggas hating wanna see me gone
Yay, loyalty is everything with me
I'm gone ride for all my niggas and my niggas ride for me
I got recipes and they are only for my eyes to see
Too much money to be making for my ass to fall asleep, don't fall asleep
Money on the floor, money in my hand
Weighing up the work, money in the bed
Money come up short, something outta sort
F*ckin with the work, money on yo head
Unh, 40 when I shoot
Mask on my head, you heard what I said, bitch give me the loot
Cotton candy on the coupe
Bitch you love how everything be fine and dandy with no roof
What's your plan, you have dinner with yo man
Or yo turn up for the night, this yo muthaf*ckin chance
Hit the strip club, see them bitches do they dance
Fire up the wood, throwing money at her friends
Aye, you know who I am, yeah baby I'm a boss
So much drug money, I can tell you when it's off
I can pay your rent with these Yves Saint Laurents
Feel like Lil George, I got that muthaf*ckin sauce
Niggas gotta problem, tell me what's the f*ckin noise
Ridin 'round the city with my muthaf*ckin boys
Is you gang or not, nigga tell me what's your choice
Bitch how you the plug when I'm the muthaf*ckin source
Yeah you know that I'm the source
Money on the floor, money in my hand
Weighing up the work, money in the bed
Money come up short, something outta sort
F*ckin with the work, money on yo head
Money on the floor, money in my hand
Weighing up the work, money in the bed
Money come up short, something outta sort
F*ckin with the work, money on yo head
Know you smell this money nigga
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Know you smell this money nigga (Trap Van Gundy)
Bitch don't f*ck it up, don't f*ck it up, don't yeah
Writer: Jayland Plummer
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