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Money Lyrics - A Song For You - Bizzy Bone

[Intro: Bizzy] 

Bizzy Bone, you know what it is baby 

After Platinum Records 

Let's get this money '07 style 

 

[Chorus: Bizzy Bone] 

Mon-eyyyyyyyyyy, mon-eyyyyyyyyyy, mon-eyyyyyyyyyy 

Gotta get that money money, gotta get that money money money money 

Mon-eyyyyyyyyyy, mon-eyyyyyyyyyy, mon-eyyyyyyyyyy 

Gotta get that money money, gotta get that money money money money money 

 

[Bizzy Bone] 

I don't give a fuck what they sayin! 

Buck buck buck buuuuuuck! 

 

I'm ridin a Caddy and daddy I'm rollin it sadly, but I don't mind 

If they laughin at me the movie I hardly think that they be singin singin 

I never gave up on my lady, but she still ain't listenin to me 

Gotta let them 24's spin, chins ain't chippin or flippin 

And let me get another victim again, gain-gain-gain-gain 

Whether they don't gimme any Henn' or befriend them, when they say I was 

But I been right here 'cause, you know what it is, you know what it was 

So they wanna move dude, what'chu gotta do, who? Not me 

I said I'm glossin, and who you thought of flossin baby 

Baby I'm not 'Pac though, and I'm not God, no! 

But I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee 

Mo' money money money money money money, in the face of the crowd 

Plottin now, I don't need no pride to hide, oh wow, oh wow 

Mo' money money, in the face of the crowd 

Plottin now, I don't need no pride to hide, oh wow 

But baby I'm not 'Pac, no! (buck buck buck buck buuuuuuck!) 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Twista] 

You knocked out by the Windy City southpaw 

No cookin in the kitchen homie we put out raw 

Midwest outlaw, fuck with it? I doubt y'all 

Somewhere between Chi-Town and Cleveland is where they found y'all 

Rollin through the alley in a Caddy 

Blowin Cali to the haters, oh what a pity 

When they hit a nigga, Twista rockin city after city 

They gon' ask, "Is he doin it with Bizzy?" 

And you know why they done that (why?) 

Because we two of the coldest motherfuckers 

To spit these fast lyrics on one track 

Buck 'em with a lyrical bullet in the body 

Because I gotta get the fire know the shit don't stop 

Pull up in a Lamborghini or the Ferrari 

I know I gotta get the props, cause I gotta get the drop 

Gotta get the dough and get the money money 

I could really feel it when I hear they comin for me 

Try to get it if you think you feelin kinda lucky 

Twin glocks so you know you better bring a buddy 

And I got the ammunition for anybody 

That wanna go against the Midwest Militia 

A whole clip at the competition for Bizzy 

A whole clip at the competition for Twista 

A whole clip at the world, because it's us against 

And then this shit about to get ugly 

For static, I'ma hit 'em with an automatic 

Run and do murder after murder, but I'm a baller so I gotta get 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Bizzy Bone] 

Buck buck buck buuuuuuck! 

 

Me and my brother Twista gettin it crunk 

And drinkin that Goosey, with 'em a brew 

Doin whatever we wanna do, get to the club, ain't nobody knew 

Thought that we beefin they try to divide the truth 

Talk about who really started the style 

How 'bout everyone livin in harmony, look at the army now 

General 7, the belly is purest and we gonna get it at heaven 

We dancin our way to the gates, if you comin with me we'll need every Muslim 

We human, we're all in the brethren 

Veteran deep in the city I pity the fool who jump out of this fake 

What do I look like massagin the thought 

When they come with the matrix and say that we 'fraid 

We'll never break, 'member that conny and Twista 

We're gonna go through the fire 

Never expire, give it the way that they want it 

They'll front on you if you tired (what about) 

Money you tell me what's money to you, pay for the rappers and corporates 

The office that burn wood, but the burn good and the brain wave 

Puts the energy certainly, I don't have time for emergencies 

Baby the word and we walk with the covenant 

Party and poppin the melody baby, I know that the ladies be lovin it 

Brush the dust, enemies way, get 'em a drink, we look too lovely 

The spirit is present and never be hesitant 

Twista and Bizzy, we gettin this money nucca 

 

[Chorus] 

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