Walk Like Money lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Chorus]
Young n*gga walk like money
Young n*gga smell like money
Young n*gga talk like money
Young n*gga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs
Young n*gga walk like money
Young n*gga smell like money
Young n*gga talk like money
Young n*gga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs

[Verse 1]
Rollie polie, Bugs Bunny carrots
I walk in this b*tch, these n*ggas get embarrassed
I smell like a brick in a cabinet
I just came back from Paris
Y'all n*ggas know that I'm having
Pull up in a wide-body Aston
Popped me a Xan and the crashed it
Go meet the plug in the cabins
Dress like I'm Trump, but I dress how I want
Riding around with the brick in the trunk
Smoke like a Rasta, 3.5 in the blunt
Better think twice, this ain't what you want
Migo pull up and he dropped off a truck
Trapping and juuging, I'm running it up
Walk in this b*tch looking like the Megabucks
Kept me a juug at the Starbucks
With both hands like I use nunchucks
Addicted to money, I can't stop counting up
Addicted to pouring the lean up
Pull up in the 650 Bimmer
Young n*gga came up like Ace from the cleaners
Found me a plug, now they want a feature
Go to Cali, come back with the speakers
Go to Vegas, ten b*tches I'm geeking
[Chorus]
Young n*gga walk like money
Young n*gga smell like money
Young n*gga talk like money
Young n*gga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs
Young n*gga walk like money
Young n*gga smell like money
Young n*gga talk like money
Young n*gga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs

[Verse 2]
Everything foreign like I'm overseas
Roll up, we smoke on the whole tree
Stack up the hundreds, spend twenties on groceries
I sleep with one eye like I'm Doe B
Killers with me when I go to D.C
Smell like money, got a twenty on me
Too many bricks, got to cook in the creek
Do not ask me what I got on my feet
Me and my plug got a meet and greet
Young rich n*gga, get out the street
My little b*tch taught me how to speak Japanese
MONY POWR RSPT, I make her say please
I'm paraplegic, couldn't read
Dropped off the top and I smell like Febreeze
My diamonds from Africa make your b*tch freeze
Changing the brick, then I spent it on cookies
Professional master chef with the cookie
Jump on the plane, get the Rollie from Switzerland
I'm trapping, catching plays, n*gga, call booking
Salt-N-Pepa, young n*gga, I'm pushing
Stole me a old school and switched up the paint
Don't give a f*ck 'bout what a n*gga thank
I walked in the club with a strap and a shank
I walk like I talk like I smell like a bank
[Chorus]
Young n*gga walk like money
Young n*gga smell like money
Young n*gga talk like money
Young n*gga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs
Young n*gga walk like money
Young n*gga smell like money
Young n*gga talk like money
Young n*gga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs
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