MONEY Lyrics – Benett Ardi

MONEY Lyrics by Benett Ardi

Got the money, in my pocket
Told that lil’ b#tch just to stop it
I got cream all in my wallet
Got that #ss, you better drop it

Got the money, in my pocket
Told that lil’ b#tch just to stop it
I got cream all in my wallet
Got that #ss, you better drop it

Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket

She ate my dick like a pickle
Drinking the drink, so sizzle
She said your dick was little
No strings attachеd got you playing the fiddle

Yeah, I’m nutting on thе pillow
You could meet the Smith like Willow
She suck the dick when I say so
#ss so fat like Play-Doh

Yeah I’m smoking gelato
Shawty so bad like model
Shawty so bad like model
Shawty so bad like a model

Shawty so bad like a model
Shawty so bad like a model
Yeah
Shawty so bad like a model

I got racks on racks on racks
I keep stacks on stacks on stacks
Plus, I go and rap on tracks
I met [CENSORED] in the back

I just keep a bankroll
Hang around my kin folk
Who you think I sing for?
Bring that back to Ming tho

That’s two
And I put that on everything
Ask a b#tch
What size for a wedding ring?

What’s new?
I-I-I-I-I moved on to better things
Stick the glue
I just hold it down on everything

Got the money, in my pocket
Told that lil’ b#tch just to stop it
I got cream all in my wallet
Got that #ss, you better drop it

Got the money, in my pocket
Told that lil’ b#tch just to stop it
I got cream all in my wallet
Got that #ss, you better drop it

Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket

I popped up a perc, now I’m
Outta my body and sh#t
Lean got me twitching in multiple ways
Shawty would think I got Parkinson’s

You swim with the little fish, ‘cuz you a b#tch
I swim with the sharks, and they eat you b#tch
After I f#ck, I feel like John Cena
You already know, you can’t see me b#tch

I’m back and forth
On this track, of course
I’m a massive force
Go ask Ms. Tourt

I don’t f#ck with b#tches
Because they just be some massive wh#res, like uh
They cannot write like this
They put my track, it’s immaculate

I’ve been working on my craft, ‘cuz I’m passionate, yeah
All your sh#t is trash I just laugh at it
Like, uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
How the f#ck you say you’re out here trapping?

You can’t even make a band for yourself
I rap with myself
When I roll up these trills
And I make much more than a band by myself

I never take handouts, I smack ‘em away
But nice to meet you, I’m 801 Rey
After I f#ck, I feel like John Cena
You already know, you can’t see me b#tch

Got the money, yes I do
Yeah you think it’s brand new
The way I’m counting up my blue
I just went and bought some shoes

Yeah, I do this everyday
Yeah I’m balling like the Rays
Girl and money, not the same
Yeah, the money always stays

Got the money, in my pocket
Told that lil’ b#tch just to stop it
I got cream all in my wallet
Got that #ss, you better drop it

Got the money, in my pocket
Told that lil’ b#tch just to stop it
I got cream all in my wallet
Got that #ss, you better drop it

Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket

Got the money, in my pocket
Told that lil’ b#tch just to stop it
I got cream all in my wallet
Got that #ss, you better drop it

Got the money, in my pocket
Told that lil’ b#tch just to stop it
I got cream all in my wallet
Got that #ss, you better drop it

Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket

Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
Got the money, in my pocket pocket pocket
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Benett Ardi Lyrics – MONEY

Benett Ardi

MONEY