Money Up lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Verse 1: Offset]
Open your eyes, b*tch you see all this money
Made that lil' b*tch tape a brick to her stomach
You not the gang, we don't kick it or punt it
Just bought the Wraith and I wrapped it, titanic
Look at the numbers, mechanics ain't frontin'
I came from the lick, went to jail, I got punished, ooh
Pullin' up foreign, Freddy Kreuger, wow
My n*ggas turn barracuda
You cappin', I came from trappin'
I used to have the dope stashed in the cabinet (dope!)
Mama couldn't tell me sh*t, where was my daddy? (Mom)
Look at my Patek, I'm flexin', I'm petty (I'm petty)
I f*cked the pus*y the first time I met it
Won't give you no credit, you Eddie spaghetti
I cook the brick, cut the brick with machetes
Married the money, the b*tch wasn't ready, uh, uh

[Chorus: Freek van Workum]
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Tell the n*ggas get they money up
I ain't gotta talk for anyone
Tell the n*ggas get they money up
(x2)
Tell the n*ggas get they money up (x8)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Alexander Wang (Alex), wrist Eddie Cane (Eddie)
Drop top McLaren (drop top), park it at the Flame (skrt)
Think I was insane (woo), what my jeweler bring (jeweler)
Higher than Kurt Cobain (Kurt-Co), Huncho Bruce Wayne (Huncho)
Big boy Patek and it's skelly (Patek)
Six ringtones on the celly (brrt)
You did your ice wrong, go to Elliot (ice)
Splash on the wrist, J Reddi*k (splash)
I got a bag of drugs no medic
These n*ggas drinking on straight synthetic (woo)
I ain't tryna f*ck no b*tch that's petty (nah)
Skrt on the ho like Andrettis (skrt)
It'll lock up if you wet it (skrt)
Choppin' it up like machete (chop)
Swerve in the Junction, Spaghetti (swerve)
Come to the Nawf if you ready (Nawf)
If Set say he set then I set it (Set)
If Take say he set then I set it (Take)
Shoot for my n*ggas like Belly (shoot)
Shoot for my n*ggas like Belly (baow)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Night call, diamonds shine with the lights off
Night brawl I’mma spray like Lysol
Thot b*tch that ain’t my type nah (nah!)
Bad b*tch pipe down for a pipe y'all (pipe!)
I’mma need a kind with no flaw (kind!)
Lookin' at my diamonds no flaws (diamonds!)
Wanna go to war we can fight for Geico
All I gotta do make one call (one!)
When I walk in, they applaud
Big back end and I never did frauds
Staring at me hard cause she never seen stars
Lookin' at the door wanna know how they ajar
Night call yeah we know that
Migos makin sure they pullin out Kodak (flash)
The trophy is Skydweller Rolex
My life is written in books like a codex

[Chorus]

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