Money on the Dresser lyrics

by

Fiend


Chorus)
Top notch hoes get the most not the lesser
Money on the money on the money on the dresser
Top notch hoes get the most not the lesser
Money on the money on the money on the dresser

(Verse 1:Wais P)
Yeah
I'm riding around, I'm pimpin up
My hoes down, never go around
You could ride the b*tch
Make the pus*y rich
She strayed away,she's gonna pay the pimp
Not half of it, baby every cent
Every dollar, until your pockets spent
You can holla until your left with lent
On my collar, all my diamonds spin
You like the look I write the book
I make the rules, you make the moves
I won't play the fool,I'll play the king
I'm built to win and my pinky ring
Get's eyes so much if b*tch you just look at me
And say , Yey, he's a champion
He's a winner, he's a sinner
Money tall like a center
You mad cause I ball
And your pockets look thinner
f*ck the dog b*tch beware
Of a pimp when you enter
Some of you cats seem confused,cause you dinner
Let me help you out, you a b*tch for real
When the feds come , you snitch for real
I'm a real live pimp, I'm already rich
I'm independent,I set the deal
I self lord, C E O my n*gga
Can't impress me with your little six figures
I need 8 laying on the side,that be the sign
That my money is infinite
Ya get it, you n*ggas too slow
Just came from Texas , knocked two hoes
Each hoes invest Copped two ghosts
Twin rolls we got penthouse goals
Champagne thoughts playboy Porche
Wais P logo, on the pool and the porch ,GO
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