Still Jones - Money Over Here

Still Jones
Yeah
Cuz I got money on my mind
Money on my feet
I got money on my pocket
I got money on my Jeep
Got money over here
This is where you wanna be
If there was money over there
Then that's where I'd probably Ayy
Cuz I got money on my mind
Bitch I got money on my feet
I got money in my pocket
I got money on my Jeep
Bitch there's money over here
This is where you wanna be
If there was money over there
Then that's where I'd probably be
Now go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead
Cuz I got money on my mind
Bitch I got money on my feet
If there was money over there
Then that's where I'd probably be
Cuz you ain't balling unless you spending it
Nigga I'm really getting it
Getting rid of it quicker than the plug be giving it
Underarm pitching it quicker than you can picture it
Turn around and triple it
Nigga I'm back flipping it
Like gymnastics jumping out the gym magnificent
You dry I got the juice now
Watch me replenish it I'm getting it
Especially for cheap nigga you be getting it
But not better than me nigga
Never will be nigga
Don't ever compete nigga
I'll finish you off like you wasn't complete nigga
Fuck a beast nigga
After I chief on the purple haze
I go hard and flow weak
Seven days I'm getting it
Especially in different ways you be getting it
But working hard like a slave
On my way to get it I whip it just like a slave
If your bitch tryna get it I whip it right in her face
Cuz I got money on my mind
Bitch I got money on my feet
I got money in my pocket
I got money on my Jeep
Bitch there's money over here
This is where you wanna be
If there was money over there
Then that's where I'd probably be
Now go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead
Cuz I got money on my mind
Bitch I got money on my feet
If there was money over there
Then that's where I'd probably be
My man's a clap that thing
I be screaming bravo
You flexing on these hoes
But you Johnny Bravo
Keep that music bumping like we hit a pothole
In smacked city
Like it's the only place that I know
Jones not Jim but we talking capo
Play macho Ill head hunt yo head honcho,
Draw the gun on that vato
Better than Picasso
Crack your taco, turn your head into a bunch of nachos
Pistol whip your bitch ass, give you cocotaso
Serve him up plain beef
Cuz he don't want no sauce though
Thought it was impossible
Till they got got
Pull up in that whip flawless
Like a quick shot
This big money got me feeling like a big shot
Tote tools I could open up a big lot
Split your wig and then open up a wig shop
Got niggas walking out with packages
Like this a gift shop
Cuz I got money on my mind
Bitch I got money on my feet
I got money in my pocket
I got money on my Jepp
Bitch there's money over here
This is where you wanna be
If there was money over there
Then that's where I'd probably be
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead
Cuz I got money on my mind
Bitch I got money on my feet
If there was money over there
Then that's where I'd probably be

Written by:
Kevin Jones

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