That Boy Right There lyrics

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
All of my money neat
All of my b*tches freaky
Everybody know it
It ain't a secret
All of my money neat
All of my b*tches freaky
Everybody know it
It ain't a secret
That boy right there got dough
That boy right there get money
That boy right there got hoes
That boy right there on go
That boy ain't gon fold
That boy right there
That boy right there
That boy right there
That boy right there

[Verse 1: Peewee Longway]
Run up on yo ass with the dirty stick
Margiela steppin' on the bricks
Cavahli my body, I come from narcotics
I been kidnapped yo b*tch
Swagger too dope, a whole bag on my outfit
Auti Quattro, Forgie mounted wit lipstick
Jeremy Scott Adida wings
I believe that I can fly
Molly hit me, b*tches know that I'm booted
This ain't a video, can be a movie
Double down Dirty Harry don dealer
Choppa spin like I'm Lugi
On my command, n*ggas tie up they boots
Salute, my n*ggas come shoot
Bought that president rollie, five bricks on the wrist
African diamonds that come out the mine
007 Coupe James Bond, got a grand hustle like TIP
I bought the same guns, look at this b*tch on the dapper don
That boy right there, trappin & rappin and put it in the air
Catch it and serve it to that boy right there
Hannah Montana, OG Gas, no air
That boy right there give a f*ck (Longway b*tch!)
[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
All of my money neat
All of my b*tches freaky
Everybody know it
It ain't a secret
All of my money neat
All of my b*tches freaky
Everybody know it
It ain't a secret
That boy right there got dough
That boy right there get money
That boy right there got hoes
That boy right there on go
That boy ain't gon fold
That boy right there
That boy right there
That boy right there
That boy right there

[Verse 2: Offset]
Runnin 'round the lobby
Chickens in the Mazi
Whippin' up a brick like it's Habachi
Givenchy stepping, flyer than a pilot
My n*gga walkin' 'round with the rocket
In his pocket
They itchin', scratchin' for a body
Move in silence
L-L-Longway, it's been a long day
Sippin' Actavis like it's a Bombay
Giuseppe when I'm steppin', that's my Feng Shui
Catch a n*gga slippin' in the alleyway
Yo b*tch walkin' 'round with the club face
Christian my Louboutins with no lace
Graah graah, leavin' no trace
Get on yo knees, n*gga, say yo grace
Freeze, like you seen the cops
Bullets have you shakin' dreadlocks
Flintstones, make her bed rock
McFlair yo b*tch, she in a leg lock
Desert Eagle like the Terminator
Giuseppe stepping flavor alligators
Ballin' on you n*ggas with no major
Mansion 20 floors, 20 acres
[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
All of my money neat
All of my b*tches freaky
Everybody know it
It ain't a secret
All of my money neat
All of my b*tches freaky
Everybody know it
It ain't a secret
That boy right there got dough
That boy right there get money
That boy right there got hoes
That boy right there on go
That boy ain't gon fold
That boy right there
That boy right there
That boy right there
That boy right there