A. Wal Da Producer - ML2DM

Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Fuck my money up
Now I get to running
How I run it up
Make her wanna make love
Make love to the money
Yea I doubled up
This a double cup
Please don't ask what of
I can't say wassup
Make love to the cash
He still fucked up
He don't understand
Buckle up
In that buff truck
Told her knuckle up
Beat her back in
All these backends
Brought them racks in
That's a cliche
But it facts
Ball like EA
Check my stats
I get prepaid
Like a track
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Fuck my money up
Now I get to running
How I run it up
Make her wanna make love
Make love to the money
Yea I doubled up
This a double cup
Please don't ask what of
Please don't ask me shit
I'm doing math bitch
This cheese like Kraft
It cool like Kravitz
Bread on me no Lenny's
Hit a lick in Lenox
I ain't even started
I ain't even finished
All this damn water
Come and get replenished
Feel like Vincent Carter
Put my whole arm in it
I might fuck his daughter
Then go spoil his misses
She like how I'm balling
Hardly ever missing
Damn, got it out the dirt but I ain't from Mississippi
All these niggas pissy
They hate how I'm shitting
I wanted this all my fucking life now I'm just reminiscing
I might pull up in something white, rest in peace to Whitney
I been smoking one of one, I'm above the ceiling
I been having too much fun, feel like lil children
Took a bitch to where the sun at, what a feeling
You can catch me where funds at, fucking millions
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Make love to the money
Fuck my money up
Now I get to running
How I run it up
Make her wanna make love
Make love to the money
Yea I doubled up
This a double cup
Please don't ask what of
Please don't ask of what
Shit should've said it like that
Fuck it either way mind ya fucking business
Aight
You can close the curtain now

Written by:
Antonio Walker

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