Yg I Like Money Lyrics
I Like Money by YG
Aye Aye, Black hoodie, black shoes, black twos
N_gga trip and we bust now it's bad news (bah bah)
Take his b_tch to the house cause she mad cool (f_ck her)
Swam in that b_tch p_ssy like a tadpole (f_ck her)
Westside til I die Imma G though (wesstt)
Studio look something like a freak show
Ugly b_tches get canceled like nino
And we got d_ck for them b_tches that freeload
Imma westside treetop rida (whoop)
B_tches be freakin im the d_ck provida (f_ck me b_tch, s_ck me b_tch [2x])
Slide up Slide up Raw dog bust a nut now I'm like ahhhh naw (ahh)
My daddy told strap up but I didn't listen (strap up)
Now I gotta take another trip to the clinic (damn damn)
I got b_tches got b_tches b_tches b_tches b_tches
Life is to short I'm happy I'm not a midget
[Chorus:]
I like money, I like b_tches, I like sittin' on 24 inches
I like weed and I like drank I do me f_ck what y'all think
Ice cold stay froze like everyday winna
We don't smoke papers n_ggas only smoke swishers
Knock a n_gga out like Deebo n_gga
Boo bow bing One hitta quitta
[Reem Riches - Verse 2:]
What's happenin it's young homie Reem
Got a chain on my neck got a pocket full of cheese
Catch me in mid town wit my n_gga TC
Shootin dice it's nothing if a n_gga hit his point
All the homies gone rush him
Imma lil n_gga I don't fight n_gga im in there bustin
That's the end of discussion
Uh,n_gga f_ckin n_gga we can line it up
Pu$ha inc the squad it's to late for you to sign up
B_tch boy yea I'm rich boy got the boosie fade crackin
N_gga pants saggin yea we run the west ask 50 what's hannin
Hit mustard up tell n_gga roll up a blunt
YG shot me pill n_gga I'm f_cked up
Straight A student and sh_t I'm geeked up
Studio full of b_tches we turn it up
Fast real fast tell them n_ggas keep up
[Chorus]
[TeeCee - Verse 3:]
I'm in the studio gettin twisted
With the homies smokin weed and f_ckin b_tches
Newports n_gga yea I need a whole pack
Cause I'm off two pills and a bottle of yac
Break a b_tch back, snap
I got my chucks on and a strap
Mid town n_gga yea you know where is at
Skating rink put the 48 up on the map
It's Pu$ha inc though and n_ggas like to hate
Cause we get to the money fast and they late
Do a lot of shows get paid smoke weed everyday
I'm on top but I love to get laid
Got a lot of b_tches running my way
I do my two step and then I'm gone
It's tooted and booted yea b_tch you know the song
[Chorus]
[GCa$$o - Verse 4:]
I know dress code say I'm active
And them b_tches love a real young gangsta west hannin
I turn down nothing but ugly hoes
Ennie Mennie minny Moe your b_tch chose
Im on and she love the way I throw up the 4
Saggin with my n_ggas brack one I had to get her
Ankle my I I I just might skin her
She gone put me in the Bentley and bring me dinner
Like a red light breaking on b_tches it's a green light
I'm gone with her paper b_tch I'm GCaDoubleDollarSign0 now
Chopo mi pitho quick to blow a n_gga brains see
She the rail off my d_ck now that's a blow job
Pretty b_tch messy hair small waist fat ass like a attitude bad then a muthaf_cka
She want a rep not a busta
[Chorus]
N_gga trip and we bust now it's bad news (bah bah)
Take his b_tch to the house cause she mad cool (f_ck her)
Swam in that b_tch p_ssy like a tadpole (f_ck her)
Westside til I die Imma G though (wesstt)
Studio look something like a freak show
Ugly b_tches get canceled like nino
And we got d_ck for them b_tches that freeload
Imma westside treetop rida (whoop)
B_tches be freakin im the d_ck provida (f_ck me b_tch, s_ck me b_tch [2x])
Slide up Slide up Raw dog bust a nut now I'm like ahhhh naw (ahh)
My daddy told strap up but I didn't listen (strap up)
Now I gotta take another trip to the clinic (damn damn)
I got b_tches got b_tches b_tches b_tches b_tches
Life is to short I'm happy I'm not a midget
[Chorus:]
I like money, I like b_tches, I like sittin' on 24 inches
I like weed and I like drank I do me f_ck what y'all think
Ice cold stay froze like everyday winna
We don't smoke papers n_ggas only smoke swishers
Knock a n_gga out like Deebo n_gga
Boo bow bing One hitta quitta
[Reem Riches - Verse 2:]
What's happenin it's young homie Reem
Got a chain on my neck got a pocket full of cheese
Catch me in mid town wit my n_gga TC
Shootin dice it's nothing if a n_gga hit his point
All the homies gone rush him
Imma lil n_gga I don't fight n_gga im in there bustin
That's the end of discussion
Uh,n_gga f_ckin n_gga we can line it up
Pu$ha inc the squad it's to late for you to sign up
B_tch boy yea I'm rich boy got the boosie fade crackin
N_gga pants saggin yea we run the west ask 50 what's hannin
Hit mustard up tell n_gga roll up a blunt
YG shot me pill n_gga I'm f_cked up
Straight A student and sh_t I'm geeked up
Studio full of b_tches we turn it up
Fast real fast tell them n_ggas keep up
[Chorus]
[TeeCee - Verse 3:]
I'm in the studio gettin twisted
With the homies smokin weed and f_ckin b_tches
Newports n_gga yea I need a whole pack
Cause I'm off two pills and a bottle of yac
Break a b_tch back, snap
I got my chucks on and a strap
Mid town n_gga yea you know where is at
Skating rink put the 48 up on the map
It's Pu$ha inc though and n_ggas like to hate
Cause we get to the money fast and they late
Do a lot of shows get paid smoke weed everyday
I'm on top but I love to get laid
Got a lot of b_tches running my way
I do my two step and then I'm gone
It's tooted and booted yea b_tch you know the song
[Chorus]
[GCa$$o - Verse 4:]
I know dress code say I'm active
And them b_tches love a real young gangsta west hannin
I turn down nothing but ugly hoes
Ennie Mennie minny Moe your b_tch chose
Im on and she love the way I throw up the 4
Saggin with my n_ggas brack one I had to get her
Ankle my I I I just might skin her
She gone put me in the Bentley and bring me dinner
Like a red light breaking on b_tches it's a green light
I'm gone with her paper b_tch I'm GCaDoubleDollarSign0 now
Chopo mi pitho quick to blow a n_gga brains see
She the rail off my d_ck now that's a blow job
Pretty b_tch messy hair small waist fat ass like a attitude bad then a muthaf_cka
She want a rep not a busta
[Chorus]