f*ckin Money lyrics

by

DJ Quik


[Hook]
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
Some f*cking money, f*cking money, f*cking money, f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
f*cking money, f*cking money, f*cking money, f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money

[Verse 1]
f*cking money, some f*cking money
It's bill time and they nothing for me
Got no time for no f*cking dummies
I don't call 'less you got something for me
This f*cking money, this f*cking money
That's all I need, just f*cking money
She f*ck me cause my f*cking money
There's no need to lie, you don't f*cking love me
Just bend over and I f*ck you lovely
And I'll f*cking dip to the f*cking money
The harsh truth is so f*cking ugly
But f*ck that, b*tch f*ck back
I'm f*cked up, yeah yeah yeah
Stressing all for this f*cking cash
Man I swear if I hit the stash
It's gon' be a problem for your funky ass
[Hook]
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
Some f*cking money, f*cking money, f*cking money, f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
f*cking money, f*cking money, f*cking money, f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money

[Verse 2]
Every time they call my phone
They asking me for some f*cking money
Any time I don't give it to 'em
They swear I'm acting so f*cking funny
f*cking money, this f*cking money
The Devil breathes for this f*cking money
Cutting up, she be hella nervy
You don't burn and bleed for this f*cking money
This f*cking money, this f*cking money
b*tch try to take my f*cking money
You n*gga try to take my f*cking money
Be ready to take these f*cking bullets
Cause I f*cking pull it for this f*cking money
My f*cking kids, my f*cking family
That's on my mom, got f*cking family
Gotta pull of sticks and f*ck your family
She selling weed for that f*cking money
He moving Ps for that f*cking money
She busting cheques for that f*cking money
She'll f*ck her ex for that f*cking money
That f*cking money, yeah yeah yeah
No sleep for this f*cking cash
I fill up another f*cking stash
It's gon' be a problem for your funky ass
[Hook]
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
Some f*cking money, f*cking money, f*cking money, f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
f*cking money, f*cking money, f*cking money, f*cking money
Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some f*cking money
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