MoneyBri - On Me

(Is it, is it recording?)
I woke up one day
I said ima be paid
Ima get the money
Gotta figure out a way
Gotta focus my mind
I gotta really concentrate
Gotta be confident
I cannot be afraid
Moving feeling different
Terminating old ways (Hol'up)
The money comforting
Like a pad, always
I love a money sandwich
Add that Kraft mayonnaise
The fuck you looking at
Smack yo ass to past days
Now yo ass reminiscing
Like when I'm thinking bout my boo
We squeezing, loving, kissing
When he whip that snake out
And that thing jumping, hissing
And it do it all for me
Gold watch
Gold chain
Gold ring, on me
Bitch, I look like money
Smell like money on me
I'm really too fly
Got this big drip, on me
When I walk by
Smell the tree
Za on me
And you can have some too
For just a small fee
Cause ain't shit free
And I put that shit on me
If I don't do anything
Ima be me
And I put that shit on money
Yeah, I put that shit on me
I put that shit on me
Like a medium tee
I put that shit on me
Like these forces on my feet
I am not the odds, hoe
I cannot be beat
And I put that shit on me
That shit is so on me
Like these crocs up on my feet
I ain't got no cash
But I got my card on me
Tupac Makaveli
I got all eyes on me
And bitch I go by money
Gotta keep some on me
Green money
Green hair
Green tree, on me
Cause it's the money team
And I am captain MoneyBri
(Salute the money)

Written by:
Briana Jackson

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