Money Grown On Trees lyrics

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J.R. Writer


[Hook]
b*tches think our money grow on trees
Cuz they see the kinda paper that I blow on V's
Get a Bentley (Let's go) Cop a Porsche (Let's go)
Bring it through the block, show 'em you a boss (Here we go)
Uh-huh, these n*ggas think our money got no limits
Chain so bright, sh*t ain't even got no pendant
I spent 50 (what you spent) I dropped 100 (Let's go)
f*ck what I spent, I'm that n*gga, you love it

[Verse]
Quarter key in the pot, drop it to the bottom
Can't pay her bills, sh*t, that's that hooker's problem
I think the hook'll drop 'em, plus I got a mean jab
He said his flow is crack, put that sh*t in rehab
n*gga you jacked your whole style
Your life kinda cheap, you look like you cost 4 thou
I'm rollin' through, smokin' too, drop Ferrari, ocean blue
Venice Beach, 50 freaks, condo got a ocean view
Yes sir, no sir, speak when spoken to
Stupid n*gga gon' kill himself if I told him to
Squeeze 8 in ya face
I hate a pus*y but respect a pus*y n*gga that'll stay in his place
We got chefs, you still eating shrimp and broccoli for dinner
You couldn't ball harder than me if you was a lottery winner
And I ain't stingy with the money n*gga. come get cake
Damn, how many diamonds can one wrist take

[Hook]
b*tches think our money grow on trees
Cuz they see the kinda paper that I blow on V's
Get a Bentley (Let's go) Cop a Porsche (Let's go)
Bring it through the block, show 'em you a boss (Here we go)
Uh-huh, these n*ggas think our money got no limits
Chain so bright, sh*t ain't even got no pendant
I spent 50 (what you spent) I dropped 100 (Let's go)
f*ck what I spent, I'm that n*gga, you love it

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