Love of Money lyrics

*For the Love of Money*

Back to Back in Lamborghinis
Screamin' f*ck you in Swahili
Write my rap down in graffiti
Looking for a Nefertiti
With Nice titties a fat ass and a pus*y that I can chew
Don't mind hanging with the fellas every now and then a brew
Or two she would drink so we can link and conversate
And probably make, our connection as we sip our beverage
Smoke and We Play cards
But I keep my poker face for ho's cus I don't got no heart
Can't you see my life is hard? that's why I keep my body guard
Kevin Costner Body posture
Always leanin 40 Glock
Heavy but we ready than he ready but we know he not
b*tches come a dime a dozen and I know I f*cks a lot
That I Could probably be a millionaire, add it up
Cus I keep dimes and quarters pieces in my room with asses up
Wanna f*ck a n*gga named Dolla Bill who cash is up
She must just be senseless cus she would not get a penny
Of my chimmy tryna clip me on my mission to a milli
di*k and phillies, food and Liquor plus a back aches is all I give a hoe
Pass the dro, Pass the dro now play that Lupe Fiasco
Cus I don't wanna hear you singing 'less you hitting C notes
I Can change a b*tch mind like a channel no remote
n*ggas ballin on a budget while we travel without luggage
Off flights now we hit the mall and buy up everything we wanted
Cash Rules Every Thing Around Me
Kawasaki bikes and Yamahas
Keep b*tches out of push up bras like everyday is mardi gras
We just tryna party y'all and fill these hoes with alcohol
And if you under 21 than I just can't account for y'all
Dollar after Dollar, oxymoron, I can go on
Cus Our party on on every song I'm gettin on straight puttin on
f*ck you haters, my suit tailored we wear gators like Tebow
f*ck me both that pigeon talk
Infatuated with that dough
Sing!