Madiba Money lyrics

[intro]
Its T.H-C ..Genesis..Blak Hand..you know we just want that money, wanna feel like we in GTA and we just typed in that money cheat, yeah want that old money

[Hook]
I want that Madiba Money (Madiba Money!), I want them George Grands (Brratt!), I want those pharaoh papers (Raah!) I want that Motherf*cking old money (yeah) that old money, that old money, that. Just sold your soul money (yeah), that old money, that old money (Biatch!), no elephants just that dinosaur money
[Verse 1: T.H-C]
Don’t tell me about rolls of money, I’ve had that sold a stolen phone money, money is freedom, I just take my long walks, follow my steps, see how a don walks, I’m like the big bad wolf, pig ass crews get blown down before I blow up, that’s not metaphorical, I’m so for real, you’re more like L’Oreal, so you tryna hold me back, What the f*ck is that? You’re a b*tch ass baphomet , you just turned on the n*gga who made you, before we met you were nothing, now you think you something, you dust sh*t, street sweep your ass, throw you in the dustbin, cause coming between me and my will? That’s sin!

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[Verse 2: The Genesis]
My people call me whenever they need fundraising, guns blazing, cause we eat the beef, like its bacon, I reckon we can run the city by sundown, with some extra clips from my cousin from down town, bow down when the pharaoh comes around, b*tches are always loud when you run a dog pound, underground, like neck deep, b*tch in the front seat, briefcase in the boot, that granny money’s not legit, all of it counterfeit, big 5’s my type of sh*t, money so much, I could fit a bottomless pit, dead man in the room, money I gotta sweep up with a broom

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[Verse 3: T.H-C]
And I’d keep reserved, but if a b*tch talk sh*t, I tell her b*tch! Your loose ass reminds me of Church Street, cause when I’m in it, I feel like I’m in church street and more people have been in there than in... wait, I’m kidding, here’s a 50 G’s, this is how I wanna be, when I D-I-E, I want to have, more money than your countries economy, I got my company, so you can try and come at me, but guaranteed you’ll sh*t and pee, if you own arcadia, I’m going for Australia, such atrocities, got em wondering the origins of T.H-C, I’m from CPT, Summer greens, all my summer dreams were about expired cream!
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[Outro]
Genesis : Haa! Yeah man, you know what I’m saying, we gone keep making that motherf*cking dough, ayo man, dawg, come through, lets tell these motherf*ckers how we gone make this motherf*cking dough
We want it all, I want the pound, the dollar, the yen, the pula, everything!
Genesis: so you better motherf*cking watch out, cause we f*cking gonna make you motherf*cking Black out, Biatch…What about the Naira ?
f*ck No!!
HAAA