I'm Bout Money Lyrics - Singles - Baby D

[Intro Baby D.] 

Where my hustlers at, it's time to get down? 

[Chorus - Blazed] X3 

I'm about money, bitch I'm about money 

I'm about money, bitch I'm about money 

Bitch I'm, bitch I'm about money 

I'm on a chase for that paper 

[Verse 1 Baby D.] 

I'm about money it's M.O.B. 

Bens, Grants, that's all I see 

Brown paper bag, pass that to me 

Grab that duffle bag out the backseat 

Die for the cheddar I carry that llama 

Stack it in the winter so I shine this summer 

Yeah, what you really know about that? 

I come like self bring a little back 

You want to build a stack? 

Nigga what's that? 

At least spend ten so I can get a good pack 

I get guap, understand that 

I'm way in the front, y'all way in the back 

Give me my keys, you not valet 

My Maserati, your Chevrolet 

Haters can't stop me I'm on my shit 

I love guap, baby that's my bitch 

And 

I always give back to the hood nigga 

When I roll through they say Baby D's a good nigga 

Feeling good nigga 

Looking good nigga 

Put your knot in the air if you're a money go getter 

Ball 

Now I'm up haters 

Ball 

Black stone, black chain I'm Vader 

Fall 

Hell naw not me player 

Call 

Me if you about that paper 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 2 Baby D.] 

If you about money 

We about money 

Throw it in the air 

Make it rain hundreds 

I get guap 

Monday through Sunday 

Never sleep on me 

Never seen me coming 

Check my resume, your boy top notch 

Take it from the rainbow straight to the pot 

Think I'm broke? 

Nope I'm not 

Pants on my ankles, that's that guap 

Then, Oomp sat down with Koch 

Made them a promise we'll never ever flop 

Came from the bottom straight to the top 

Nigga 

Ain't been the same since Pac 

Look around this motherfucker a lot of niggas shocked 

While he out he take my spot 

Down 

A lot of niggas left but I stayed 

Down 

Make you bow down nigga give that 

Crown 

Never met a nigga like me 

A-Town fresh, Gucci from my head to my feet 

Ten toes, stunting on my Bunyan 

I wonder how long you can keep them on you 

Funny 

I see a nigga laughing but ain't shit funny 

Straight to the bank I'm counting my money 

"A-Town's Secret Weapon", yup I'm coming 

Big Oomp Records got to keep that bumping 

[Chorus]