Bmob - Color Money (feat. LC)

Money making moves that's just what we do
Money making moves that's just what we do
Landed on the boardwalk
Roll another doubles
Pay me what you owe me bitch I don't want no trouble

Left it up to chance
End up spending my advance
Another 200 comin
Do my money dance
Dollar dollar dollar dollar signs I see
My maid in Manhattan grab the iron oh the irony
Made a killin off a economics profits a prophecy
We playing a game of monopoly
It's not for cheap
Spend it spend it spend it
Nother check I'm checking checking
I don't give a fuck about my balance
I get paid a salary
You could find me on park place
Dark shades
Rolling the dice
Yeah Hadda learn the hard way
Blase blase blase
That's why I'm always called a jerk
Kept the rain falling
Cuz I hadda see the water works
No wonder her tummy hurts
She just eating all dessert
Molly perks
Meet me at the top floor
Not the first
Time I seen the paper come between us
Yeah she comin first
Money money run the world
Watch the money burn

Money making moves that's just what we do
Money making moves that's just what we do
Landed on the boardwalk
Roll another doubles
Pay me what you owe me bitch I don't want no trouble cuz it's
Money making moves that's just what we do
Money making moves that's just what we do
Landed on the boardwalk
Roll another doubles
Pay me what you owe me bitch I don't want no trouble

Get outa jail free
House on top of houses
Turn it to a hotel
Railroads founded
Stacking up that paper money
Bankers gotta count it
This ain't the game of life
We kids without allowance

We all starting w the same so it's fair
Even though it's nothing I don't think these cats are aware
I'm playing banker Mr money man to the rules I adhere
But these folks will grow to hate me as the closing draws near
About my paper all colors quite literally kid
I'm making sure you following all of our intricate shit
Im the dog in a top hat with my monocle gripped
Just got my free parking so I'm flossing a bit
I'm seeking out the profits like I'm starting up a church
Tryna sneak the properties before the homies get them first
There ain't real Homies when this fucking game is on for sure
I be coming for they necks this how our economics work
It's throat cutter and the victim who dies
Capitalism breeds competition so the vicious survive
It's a game but we play it like it's all of lives
When it's over we forget it til we start it next time
That's why it's

Money making moves that's just what we do
Money making moves that's just what we do
Landed on the boardwalk
Roll another doubles
Pay me what you owe me bitch I don't want no trouble cuz it's
Money making moves that's just what we do
Money making moves that's just what we do
Landed on the boardwalk
Roll another doubles
Pay me what you owe me bitch I don't want no trouble

Written by:
Bryce Eckwall, Louis Corbet

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