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[00:00.000] 作词 : Miles McCollum/Dashawn Jackson
[00:00.589] 作曲 : Miles McCollum/Dashawn Jackson
[00:01.178]Money over—, money over—
[00:04.456]Money over b*****s, that's the—
[00:07.222]Money over— (It's us)
[00:09.974]
[00:10.476][Verse]
[00:10.727]Money over b*****s, that's the motto, what I said (Yeah)
[00:12.741]Lately, I been snappin' on they mother****in' heads
[00:15.253]I'm with KARRAHBOOO and she forgot to take her meds
[00:18.006]My new b***h ride me, like some BMX pads (Okay)
[00:20.766]Uh, we don't **** around with the feds
[00:23.281]Lookin' around, some n****s been holdin' me down since the start, yeah
[00:26.042]Givin' the blick to partners, sleepin' up out of the Rick
[00:28.301]Beatin' 'em off, I'll nevеr switch on my side-b***h
[00:31.061]Ho' just said so I could left me on a high pitch
[00:33.572]Thеn ran through twenty-five million and I'mma die rich
[00:36.117]I got caught up in dirt, I had to switch my line quick
[00:38.879]I hade a shy b***h, **** me like you high, b***h
[00:41.641]**** me like you feel bad, my n****s died, b***h
[00:44.153]**** me like you feel bad, my n****s locked down
[00:46.662]Gotta know, I'm tryna **** you if you we eatin' out
[00:49.172]She tied me up while sittin' down, I'm bustin' all on her gown
[00:51.963]Or like Jeezy, hand on that cup, movin' 'round like a Ouija
[00:55.470]I got two million put up, just like Peezy
[00:58.256]Add another six, I'mma spend it, 'cause it's easy
[01:01.033]New Maybach, inside look like Dreezy
[01:03.546]Pretty lil' b***h, I put her picture on her Wheatie's
[01:06.356]Huh, huh, huh, huh
[01:07.864]Oh my God, what happened to you, my baby?
[01:10.118]Life ain't work out for that boy, join the Navy
[01:12.620]All of my b*****s are unstable
[01:15.424]She want a chain, then she gotta **** my label
[01:17.925]He bein' nosy, we gon' rearrange his nasal
[01:20.431]Them boys be hatin' on each other, Cain and Abel
[01:23.190]I pull out a twenty-ounce with some maple
[01:25.701]I put C's in her top like a—
[01:28.249]Blurry vision, almost hope that Jesus grab the wheel
[01:31.047]With my shiesty at my chest, like a young O'Neill
[01:33.804]Bigger eater, all the tickets for you at the wheel
[01:36.306]I will call any n***a out, I never film
[01:39.322]Almost ****ed up the motto, I can not drive stick
[01:41.844]But stickin' to a snitch, a n***a who switched cliques
[01:44.351]I'm quick to flood my wrist, I'm quick to switch my b***h
[01:46.929]I'm quick to catch my nut, I'm quick to make a b***h pissy
[01:49.454]All the shit they got against me, ain't really do them no good
[01:52.517]I pop the Rolls in the hood, I put the b***h up on the Curb
[01:55.035]I cut a b***h head and treat her like Durk, I'm pissin' these rap n***a nerves
[01:57.794]I'm runnin' around, steppin' in my all white fazos, like I'm hurt
[02:00.078]I blame to come at fifty, I damn near spent it on my b***h
[02:02.625]One-point-one, I spent on my teeth, that's college shit, legit
[02:05.639]Money over—, money over—
[02:10.153]Money over—, money over—
[02:14.916]Money over b*****s, that's the motto, what I said (Yeah)
[02:18.178]Lately, I been snappin' on they mother****in' heads

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作词 : Miles McCollum/Dashawn Jackson
作曲 : Miles McCollum/Dashawn Jackson
Money over—, money over—
Money over b*****s, that's the—
Money over— (It's us)

Money over b*****s, that's the motto, what I said (Yeah)
Lately, I been snappin' on they mother****in' heads
I'm with KARRAHBOOO and she forgot to take her meds
My new b***h ride me, like some BMX pads (Okay)
Uh, we don't **** around with the feds
Lookin' around, some n****s been holdin' me down since the start, yeah
Givin' the blick to partners, sleepin' up out of the Rick
Beatin' 'em off, I'll nevеr switch on my side-b***h
Ho' just said so I could left me on a high pitch
Thеn ran through twenty-five million and I'mma die rich
I got caught up in dirt, I had to switch my line quick
I hade a shy b***h, **** me like you high, b***h
**** me like you feel bad, my n****s died, b***h
**** me like you feel bad, my n****s locked down
Gotta know, I'm tryna **** you if you we eatin' out
She tied me up while sittin' down, I'm bustin' all on her gown
Or like Jeezy, hand on that cup, movin' 'round like a Ouija
I got two million put up, just like Peezy
Add another six, I'mma spend it, 'cause it's easy
New Maybach, inside look like Dreezy
Pretty lil' b***h, I put her picture on her Wheatie's
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Oh my God, what happened to you, my baby?
Life ain't work out for that boy, join the Navy
All of my b*****s are unstable
She want a chain, then she gotta **** my label
He bein' nosy, we gon' rearrange his nasal
Them boys be hatin' on each other, Cain and Abel
I pull out a twenty-ounce with some maple
I put C's in her top like a—
Blurry vision, almost hope that Jesus grab the wheel
With my shiesty at my chest, like a young O'Neill
Bigger eater, all the tickets for you at the wheel
I will call any n***a out, I never film
Almost ****ed up the motto, I can not drive stick
But stickin' to a snitch, a n***a who switched cliques
I'm quick to flood my wrist, I'm quick to switch my b***h
I'm quick to catch my nut, I'm quick to make a b***h pissy
All the shit they got against me, ain't really do them no good
I pop the Rolls in the hood, I put the b***h up on the Curb
I cut a b***h head and treat her like Durk, I'm pissin' these rap n***a nerves
I'm runnin' around, steppin' in my all white fazos, like I'm hurt
I blame to come at fifty, I damn near spent it on my b***h
One-point-one, I spent on my teeth, that's college shit, legit
Money over—, money over—
Money over—, money over—
Money over b*****s, that's the motto, what I said (Yeah)
Lately, I been snappin' on they mother****in' heads