M.O.B.

Money over bitches
Money over bitches
Money over, money over
Money over bitches
I concentrate on these hoes I always be broke
I never have no motherfucking sour to smoke
Care less what a hater think, russian table mink
Russian bitch she a freak fuck her on the sink
She smelling like bomb number 9
Bugarri shades on she a dime
I’m staring at my oyster perpetual
Time to get sexual
It’s a roxy rentals her head game critical
Man make the money not the individual
Pimp break a bitch when he kill her with the visuals
Some backshots and some calm ass head I’l do
It’s back to your hubby when you start gettin emotional
Money is time trust I got none to spare
I’m too busy gettin bucks like I’m hunting deer
My lifestyle had an average chump until
The way you niggaz ride cabs is how I jump in leers
400 for the rolls not a penny more
I let these bitches see the ghost demi moore
I know niggaz that I’ll clap at birds
It’s an eagle but it talk like that aflike bird, word
That’s a homi kid
I got niggaz in the hood still tryna move cain like ronnie did
It’s a given that I’m gonna get the model ass
I’m on the paper trail right now to follow cash