Soul Wavy - Pockets Ova Feelings (Album Version)

I'd rather get the money hoe
I'd rather chase the fucking doe
I could never go out broke money never low
Rather fall back on a bitch cause I can't trust a hoe
Don't hit me with that lovey dovey shit bitch you gotta go
Too busy counting paper I said let me check my schedule
I ant trying to be your friend or your ken I don't let them close
Pocket full of money I ant tripping bout no credit score
Keep your pockets over feelings till the end stick to the code
Shout my lil Freaky hoe I call her my lil lunchable
She the type to take a charge for her nigga tho
Money over bitches I 'ant worried bout no petty hoe
Take her back to the telly bust a nut in her belly hole
On them pills I done popped a 4
How you feel like my eyes done closed
Gold grill like a Pot of gold
Keep the steal when I lock and load
Told that hoe slow down you acting like a fast hoe
Count all of this money time to get back to the bag hoe
Pocket full money I 'ant worried bout a nigga
Pocket full of money I 'ant worried bout a bitch
Pocket full money I 'ant worried bout a nigga
Pocket full of money I 'ant worried bout a bitch
Pocket full of money pocket full money yeah hoe
Pocket full of money pocket full money yeah hoe
Pocket full of money pocket full money yeah hoe
Pocket full of money I 'ant worried bout a nigga

Written by:
Michael Jordan

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