Money Bag Lyrics - Jarren Benton

[Intro] 

Money Bag x3 

[Verse #1] 

Might rock leather in the summer 

Watch for the P's and piranhas 

Chopper put a nigga in a coma 

Paramedics right around the corner 

Momma like the smell of marijuana 

But she don't wanna see a nigga high 

Prayin' for a nigga every hour 

Cause she afraid to see a nigga die 

Raised on the mothafuckin eastside 

Throwed off nigga i don't seem right 

My niggas on go they got the green light 

Ay level up nigga get ya team right 

I'm paranoid so i keep the ox on me 

Fur coat, baby white fox on me 

Neighbors wanna call the fuckin' cops on me 

Cause i pulled up in the bitch in the drive homie 

Ill nigga, ill nigga, ill nigga 

Hell yeah, that's the way i feel nigga 

Full time job, bout to kill niggas 

If it ain't bout the bag, i don't deal witcha 

'95 Pac and versace 

Bitches pussy poppin' in the lobby 

Feel good when you puttin' food on the table, try to stop me i'mma prolly catch a body, it's a homicide- 

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[Hook] 

[Money bag x3] 

Hell yeah, Tony Montana bag 

Beat selling pussy made a hunnid racks 

Stick go (brr) stand in front of that 

[Bust down x3] (rollie) 

Just copped a rollie that's a bust down 

Chopper go (brr) not to bust down 

If she ain't suckin' dick she on the bus now, [X2] 

[Hook 2] 

[Money bag x3] 

Hell yeah, Tony Montana bag 

Beat selling pussy made a hunnid racks 

Stick go (brr) stand in front of that 

[Bust down x3] (rollie) 

Flexin' on the bitch please calm down 

[?] drawn, hold a hunnid rounds 

Mask off, lay a nigga on the ground 

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[Verse #2] 

'96 Master P, gold tank 

Greedy nigga, yeah i want the whole bank 

Get a bitch, dick'll make the hoe faint 

If you a dope boy, cop the whole thang 

Might hit the beach in a mink 

Killacam nigga, all pink 

[?] cuban gold links 

12 wanna throw us in the clink 

If you a fuck nigga, i don't fuck witchu 

I don't wanna share space or raise a cup witchu 

If i ain't got the aux i gotta cut niggas 

Real lowkey, you can catch me in the cut nigga 

'95 Pac and Versace 

Blow a couple grand up at follies 

Feel good when you bringin' money to the table try to stop me i'mma prolly catch a body, it's a homicide- 

[Hook] 

[Outro] 

Money bag x3