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It could be, you and me
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
 In a suite, yeah yeah
 Or in a coupe, yeah yeah
 Spending loot
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Money)
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Yeah yeah)
 It could be, you and me
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
 In a suite, yeah yeah
 Or in a coupe, yeah yeah
 Spending loot
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Money)
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
 And we buy, without looking what it cost (Cost)
 Feeling like a boss (Boss)
 Riddin' with top off
 Flip everyone off (Fuck it up, fuck it up)
 And it be like, and it be like (Fuck it up, fuck it up)
 And it be like, and it be like
 Hold my bag, yeah yeah
 Reach in my bag, yeah yeah
 Throw this money in the air
 Cuz you know that we don't care
 M.I.B you know we here
 And we litty everywhere
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
 And we litty everywhere
 Get off the stoop, hop on the coupe
 Feeling like Biggie, give me the loot
 Shorty is a rida', she ready to shoot
 Holding the MAC, I'm chasin' the cash
 She's holding the stash, she's holding the mag
 While I'm chasing the bag, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
 Buying everything, don't look at tags
 We don't got no time for fucking nags
 And I'm waiting for that advance (Advance)
 Cuz them bands make her dance (Dance)
 She gave me 3 heads like Chance (Chance)
 And she skate off like Vans
 And while we trippin' off them Xans
 While we walkin' through the sand
 While we sippin' back them cans
 While we do that money dance
 And I'm buying all these diamonds
 Cuz baby you are my diamond
 I wanna make you mine (Mine)
 You are my ride or die (Die)
 You are my ride or die
 When I go and grind
 You are my reason why
 Ima' make it right
 It could be, you and me
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
 In a suite, yeah yeah
 Or in a coupe, yeah yeah
 Spending loot
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Money)
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Yeah yeah)
 It could be, you and me
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
 In a suite, yeah yeah
 Or in a coupe, yeah yeah
 Spending loot
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Money)
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
 She gettin' the dough, look at her clothes (Look at her clothes)
 When she enters the door, from head to her toes (Head to the toes)
 It be Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Grand Daddy es lo que prendi
 She actin' kinda friendly, while jumpin' on my Bentley
 Red bottoms yeah, she gottem' yeah
 All them hoes, she thot 'em yeah
 Im guessin' that she's pimpin', that laundry money flippin'
 That laundry money flippin', si se pone caliente
 She whippin' it, she dippin' it
 And her wrist is always drippin'
 She loccin' like she crippin'
 But we both we flippin' chicken (Stir it up, cook it up, chicken pollo)
 While we whippin' in the kitchen
 It could be, you and me
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
 In a suite, yeah yeah
 Or in a coupe, yeah yeah
 Spending loot
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Money)
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Yeah yeah)
 It could be, you and me
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
 In a suite, yeah yeah
 Or in a coupe, yeah yeah
 Spending loot
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Money)
 Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
 

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Duration
03:26
Key
5
Tempo
156 BPM

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