Money Weed Blow Lyrics – Three 6 Mafia

Money Weed Blow Lyrics by Three 6 Mafia

Hook: (8x)
Money money weed blow
Pimpin pimpin lots of hoes
French Montana:verse 1

When my n#gg#’s come get’cha Everybody running witcha
I hit’cha wit the chop,I’ll fix yo #ss prop’
Caddy on the road, Hustle in the cold
Pocket fulla stacks and a trunk fulla O’s

We the hottest n#gg#s out, Box them n#gg#s out
f#ck off the paint, Light off the dank
Let me get’cha in the mood Hit’chu in da groove
Does it all the time, Built it from the ground

f#ck what’cha thank, Fish in the tank
Eybody watch, Hustle’n non stop
Cocaine Mafia
4 foot pop

Think ya outcha mind i’ll putcha mind out
Got me on my south sh#t thosewill gleem(?)
Glock 10 shots f with the beam
Purple lambo smokin the rambo

Takin my chances, Life is a gamble, Loading my amo
Lookin for the pay back I knew you b#tch n#gg#s since way back
Fill up my needle Fill’n arenas
Old mixtapes, ya dirty n#gg#s stink

Johnny Hancock, Fillin the blank
2 head shots, blood on ya mink
Montana juice, hard as a tank, these otha rap n#gg#s aint hot as ya think
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Three 6 Mafia Lyrics – Money Weed Blow

Three 6 Mafia

Money Weed Blow