Dee-1 - MONEY MAKIN' MUSIC (feat. Phree)

In my brain I think that I love her, but my heart doesn't match
Baby if you wanna leave then you can go, I was never attached
McQueen scarf with the skulls on it, skeleton AP to match
I put the drilling behind me now I just flex whenever I rap
It's that rich nigga typa rap
Money Makin' type of music
This for the niggas who chasin' the bag
LV fitting, 3 pm in the Dubai Mall
Laid over in France, I took a nap in the Charles de Gaulle
Yeah, ever since I was young
I wanted to ball
I wanted the money, I wanted the cars
I wanted it all
Do anything for the sake of my pockets, right or wrong
It's that money makin' typa music
It's a go getter typa song
You've been asking for your shordy lil nigga I ain't seen her
Your wifey for the team we done turned her to a eater
German whips they twins, got a Benz, got a Beamer
This money never did my wrong so I could never leave her
AP or a Rollie or a Patek as the timer
Looking at your wifey I'm the one that she desire
I don't want your loving baby I just want designer
I said I don't want your loving baby I just want designer
I don't want your love
I just want amiri jeans
I was selling drugs
I was serving all the fiends
Gotta get the racks
Do this shit by any means
They used to have my back
Close friends turn enemies
How you switch on me?
I don't want your love
I don't want it I don't want it
Ran off on the plug
Now I'm on it, now I'm on it
Sherbert in my lungs
It's exotic it's exotic
They like "How you do that?"
They like "How you do this?"
She don't cook but she want Ruth Chris
He finally got his money up but he a lick
I will rock a nigga jaw, I hate Chris
Ever since I was young
I wanted to ball
I wanted the money, I wanted the cars
I wanted it all
Do anything for the sake of my pockets, right or wrong
It's that money makin' typa music
It's a go getter typa song
You've been asking for your shordy lil nigga I ain't seen her
Your wifey for the team we done turned her to a eater
German whips they twins, got a Benz, got a Beamer
This money never did my wrong so I could never leave her
AP or a Rollie or a Patek as the timer
Looking at your wifey I'm the one that she desire
I don't want your loving baby I just want designer
I don't want your loving baby I just want designer

Written by:
Duye Eresia-Eke, Ugo Azonuche

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