Money Talk, Bullshit Walk Lyrics
Money talk homie, just like Chris Tucker
Your money lookin funny, just like Chris Tucker
I'm 'bout my money motherfucker, dont get no gimme's
Taking all bets from Wheaties, hoppin' out with the city
Whats that?
Me and a couple of beers homie
Cant get backstage so youre mad
Walkin on the highway , but no path
Thats why I wanna fuck your fake ass
Homie, youre talkin bullshit
Your breath smells like shit
But we still take a trip
Private jet ,no respect
Lets take another shit
I keep it actin
But money talk, money talk
Bullshit walk
Money talk, bullshit walk
Lets get the money
Im on your side
You niggaz are the bunnies
Money make bitch like retail
You didnt love me
Cause she dont love me
All she wanna do is love you
Until everybody fucks her
I dont fuck with you hoes
Im real with the coke
Youre movin that ass , but money keeps comin
Aint worried about no bitches, enemies and friends
Get a nigga switch ass like a 6-4
How to get dope
How bullshit walks
Thats just the way it goes
If you didnt know
They gonna tell you again
Do you get it?
But money talk, money talk
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Bullshit walk
Money talk, bullshit walk
You niggaz bunny
Bullshit walk
Its about OG
Money talk
Money isnt gonna be here my nigga,
Bullshit walk
Money talk
Bullshit walk
Im from County Jail
Imma fuck the entire situation
Walk home,
Do you walk home?
I see you walk home
