Alex FG - Money Walk
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Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Counting hundreds in my sleep
While them others counting sheep
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Shading under money trees
Washing in a money creek
I’m high society
Higher than society
A riot be what follows if you make it out of my city
It’s the irony the fire that’s inside of me
Hell no this ain’t no diary
You high on me
Used to skip like bayless
Now i’m in they playlist
Used to shop at payless
Now i make different payments
Don’t bang i just make bangers
Music in my genеs no wranglers
Art been missing painters
Fuck a hip hop entеrtainer
I’m a rapper
Somebody with half the talent could never be a factor
Unless they work harder than you so better get yo bag up
Y’all slap yo bitch i slap together slappers
Like michael myers masked up
I got em gassed up
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Counting hundreds in my sleep
While them others counting sheep
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Shading under money trees
Washing in a money creek
Do the money walk baby
Make the money baby
Make the money stack baby
Make yo money bags baby
Baby got money talking
And bottles of remy poppin
Don’t care what i’m wearing cost me
She wanna come tear it off me
She wanna love and she wanna fuck and she wanna suck the bagman
Smoking the steez surfing the trees chasing the cheese like pac-man
Burning a beat 100 degrees turning the scene to baghdad
Going to war 10 on the floor i need more
I’m the bagman
Smoke unleaded to the head and i forget it
I could tell you bout the bag but you won’t get it
She raised her bra i raised the bar yeah i said it
She breaking necks so call the medics when she
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Counting hundreds in my sleep
While them others counting sheep
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Shading under money trees
Washing in a money creek
She sucking it fucking it rubbing it doesn’t it pay to be filthy
Mclovin on beats been coming with heat man he be filthy
If i’m gonna be 103 y’all don’t be filthy
My hundreds are blue my twenties are green my name be filthy
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Counting hundreds in my sleep
While them others counting sheep
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Shading under money trees
Washing in a money creek
I make money when i talk
Counting hundreds in my sleep
While them others counting sheep
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Shading under money trees
Washing in a money creek
I’m high society
Higher than society
A riot be what follows if you make it out of my city
It’s the irony the fire that’s inside of me
Hell no this ain’t no diary
You high on me
Used to skip like bayless
Now i’m in they playlist
Used to shop at payless
Now i make different payments
Don’t bang i just make bangers
Music in my genеs no wranglers
Art been missing painters
Fuck a hip hop entеrtainer
I’m a rapper
Somebody with half the talent could never be a factor
Unless they work harder than you so better get yo bag up
Y’all slap yo bitch i slap together slappers
Like michael myers masked up
I got em gassed up
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Counting hundreds in my sleep
While them others counting sheep
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Shading under money trees
Washing in a money creek
Do the money walk baby
Make the money baby
Make the money stack baby
Make yo money bags baby
Baby got money talking
And bottles of remy poppin
Don’t care what i’m wearing cost me
She wanna come tear it off me
She wanna love and she wanna fuck and she wanna suck the bagman
Smoking the steez surfing the trees chasing the cheese like pac-man
Burning a beat 100 degrees turning the scene to baghdad
Going to war 10 on the floor i need more
I’m the bagman
Smoke unleaded to the head and i forget it
I could tell you bout the bag but you won’t get it
She raised her bra i raised the bar yeah i said it
She breaking necks so call the medics when she
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Counting hundreds in my sleep
While them others counting sheep
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Shading under money trees
Washing in a money creek
She sucking it fucking it rubbing it doesn’t it pay to be filthy
Mclovin on beats been coming with heat man he be filthy
If i’m gonna be 103 y’all don’t be filthy
My hundreds are blue my twenties are green my name be filthy
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Counting hundreds in my sleep
While them others counting sheep
Do the money walk
I make money when i talk
Shading under money trees
Washing in a money creek
